(Something's at my neck)
(Here! Take this)
And I read about this life on twitter all day
So my flow is by design you could call me Balmain
And I drank for free last night, shots was on the grind
Summer time I'm living easy even if I'm doing time
And my coat shine I'm the paint and the primer
I'm the chipper and climber
I'm the bomb and the timer
I'm the plate inside the diner that's been keeping ears fed
Shit ain't ever been sublimer even if I'm inside my head
And something's at my neck
(Here! Take this)
Yeah, something's at my neck