More Wins - Step Brothers

This is motion uppin' poetry

Bullet in the chamber, wait until they get a load of me

Dial in from the rotary, the other end’s a ringtone

It’s like I’m at twenty, running to the other end zone

Never had a pretty woman keep me in the friend zone

Tryna worry not what about any of my friends on

Return so much I’ll probably parent till the sins gone

Weed under the button and the scent’s strong

Phone still off-limits like a motherfucker slangin' Mary

Delivery on time, every time, deli-very

Good intentions but the honest vary

Tryna find this piece of mind and count it out as monetary

My thoughts are forming into sentences

No telling when this evolution sends it into exodus

I’m not just out for the reference

Understood, the getting is good

At least the present is

Another victory

Stash be underrated, your fundamentals basic

Run the matrix, no dispute, I’m undebated

Beat banging like it’s blood related

Elegance is understated, orchestrations leave you sedated

Back fresh, recuperated, brothers in step, highly awaited

Long time coming, rhyme dumbing, pour something, Bacardi Lime

Rum inside a cup, stomach rubbing, opinions borderline jaded

Stretch out accounts, blackboard, sketch out the routes

Stop short, stepped out the house in Venice

Bare witness, words scripted, three dimension vivid, exceed the limits

Meanwhile I pencil in the digits, gangster white wall spinnin'

Levi denims and crushed linen, kangaroo coat with the custom stitching

Serve dishes, dirty soup kitchen, heavy hitter, I swing at whatever you pitching

Y’all better listen

Another victory