Corner Pantry - Nolan the Ninja

Smoking a paper as I talk to Moms

Told her that I’ll come & visit her soon

Let her know her youngest making moves

Hope my efforts could cause a blessing & make her move, I got a lot to prove

At 19, I was through with school

They gave me the boot, so I took my ass to the booth

Started curating recordings hoping that somebody notice

But now, a young nigga focused, I see the Rolls & the Rover, nigga

I’m tryna see a million 'fore I go to sleep, what the fuck is counting sheep

I went through valleys & peaks, now my niggas trying to eat

Transition from open mics to tours & LP’s & um…

(word, tell 'em)

I was doubted & expected to take a routing involving college but

Later for that, was made to achieve, I see the future

And I got them keys, who trying to fuck up some commas

That’s word on my momma, I said that’s word on my momma

Faygo ginger ale, Nike two piece

Poetic clocking & seeing G’s, nigga

Welcome to the land of the licks

The prostitutes on strips & niggas plotting on a scam

Faygo ginger ale, Nike two piece

Poetic clocking & seeing G’s, nigga

Welcome to the land of the licks

The prostitutes on strips & niggas plotting on a scam to get rich

A nigga never been as broke as me

Trips with my Nana to Focus: HOPE for the groceries

Shit, every day, my momma play the fucking lottery

She trying to hit the mega mill, not knowing her son could see the mill

I need the Tracy Marrow crib in the hills

All white, with the Lexus matching

Jawn attaching, we lamping in the Hamptons

Swinging in hammocks & blowing the swishers by the gram

While grinning at the thought of a Grammy

Used to kick the rhymes for the gratis

But now I’m enhancing the status, supporters throughout the atlas

On a weekly, I’m shipping somebody’s package, uh

Independent struggles but fuck it, I love the hustle, I don’t mind the trouble

Poetic clocking be the forte, I’m from the block where niggas getting

(blaow)

In broad day, around the way of where my granny raised me

In '04, they got my cousin, said the bullets grazed him, this shit is crazy

You ain’t never been as broke as me

Focus: HOPE for the groceries

Scratching off on them lotteries

Who trying to see a mill with me

You ain’t never been as broke as me

Focus: HOPE for the groceries

Scratching off on them lotteries

Who trying to hit the mega mill with me