Lost & Found

Switch up my lifestyle
Yup, yup, uh, huh
Yeah, I was a lost boy, now I'm found
*****s switched up, they can't come around
See these rap *****s biting my sound
Shout out my ***** for holdin' it down
I had to switch up my lifestyle
If she bad, I'ma go and **** her lights out
Mama always told me I was a bright child
Naked pictures saved on my iCloud
My goodness, my God, my gracious
Got a bad little *****, my favorite
And I eat the ***** like it's caviar
*****, I ain't talkin' 'bout that playlist
Most necessary, cold February
Flow never buried, **** is everlastin'
Opportunity is never passin'
Was just in school skippin' hella classes
New whip, hit the pedal thrashin'
Grew up where I heard the metal blastin'
I know that greed is the devil's passion
He wears Prada and stiletto fashion
Gucci has become the ghetto fashion
I am just another rebel rappin'
But that studio time led to Louis Vuitton
That I just bought for my mom
Celebration, mix Ciroc and a lime
Rest in peace X, the Pac of his time
Was manifested, can't stop the divine
The ***** speakin' like Barack in his prime
But I'm Bill Clinton with these ill writtens, make the real listen
Seen Monica Lewinsky in the Hills drippin'
Hours later, call me Mike Jones 'cause I'm still tippin'
Call up Scotty with the shotty, 'cause I feel Pippin
I'm a real fresh prince, Uncle Phil, listen
And tell Will Smith how I kill ****
And to please adopt a young *****
Man, I'm tryna get real rich
Nah I'm playin', shout out to Jaden
So iconic how I go Super Saiyan
New ***** foreign, straight from the Himalayans
On top soon, Lord knows I been prayin'
'Cause I'm on my grind, watch how I kickflip
Money notorious, I'm buyin' big ****
God is so glorious, bless me with riches
I was just broke, now I'm a rich kid
Gas what I smoke, that **** is vicious
Give me that throat, say it's delicious
Rappers is jokes, I'm a musician
Rappers is jokes, I'm a musician, huh
None of these *****s want smoke with me
So hopefully my flow will breed
Some rappers with actual potency
Spit hot lava, erode the beat, my God
What you think of that, Brent?