Opening Day

Yeah Wizzy

The kid So undone

Let's go Opening

Day Coming soon... to you [Verse 1:]

Zonin out, drift off with me

I can't get the beat off of me

I puffin blunts living pompously

And if I had a million dollars, to be honest

I'd be chilling in the same place

I always be

Ripping mic's cultivates my artistry

And every breath

I speak is a 100 percent a part of me

They say “me rap” is like a major controversy

And I'm confused

I don't know who

I ought to be

But if you judge, hold a grudge or look off at me

Your nose clog, peeps smell me like peppery

And I'm so sorry that my mouth is like the potty

***********t on *********as, you know

I came here

TO PARTY!

Partake in this game

I swear to

God, what

I say is insane

Out my two right speakers

That's my left and right ears

You want it, dog?!

I get you like a beeper!

The heater,

I be the people's ********* speaker

Cause you know you hear me and

I'm blastin out your speakers

Different words, two words you know

I am Aretha

Franklin, moutha**********a how

I blow this ***********t, ether [Hook:]

Man, I think this feel like a classic

Grab your lighters, yeah baby, and then you pass it

And yeah,

I wouldn't even call it rappin

Cause fly with me, academy, you're speaking of the captain [Verse 2:]

Why am I so in the zone

Like every joint bounce off

Logic Pro

Gimme more space, five yards like they just got a hold

Penalty or encroachment like you never know

The soul burnin oyster that's forever glow

And I know how they taste, they slide down my throat

Yup, at the grill by my house and tied to the coach

Lemon squeeze up on the side for this guys and broads

That acknowledge that

I'm in college but somehow

I'm broke

And home is nothing like it, there will never be

When dudes say that you suck but know they feel the breeze

When see those rainbows between they feet

And all the bull***********t they found fake was pedigree

Purebred/pure bread, but some times

I find it hard to eat

From out of all the studying, blocking my nasty sleep

But no voice, when your whole role is supposed to speak

Looking in the mirror

I'm itching to cop every sneak

Yeah, new hoes, like, every week

Yeah, they get to drill, the domin before they get to leave

Yup, Eighties

Baby t-***********rts that they get to keep

I'm stacked full from

Alex and Geoff, thankfully

And, my career cruised on cause every time

I hand it

You know this is gon' blowin

I'm like Lohan

Too much blow in my system

And I can't be

Sam But now

I'm with man

And I stay on my grind to the finish

Finish, I feel it every **********, every inch [Hook:]

Man, I think this feel like a classic

Grab your lighters, yeah baby, and then you pass it

And yeah,

I wouldn't even call it rappin

Cause fly with me, academy, you're speaking of the captain

Yeah, yeah the captain