Rocket Chamber

Uh

I'm headed up again

Hatin' just fuels my rocket chamber

Few niggas clone the flow

Happy to be my doppelganger

A pocket stainless, cool ticket hung on my closet hangers

Forgot he's famous, disconnected from hip-hop for ages

Entered the crew, hood Olympics, bought off the block, courageous

Takin' over again, walkin' you through the hostage spaces

Cut out the cages, twenty-one flips of deposit pages

Won't nominate us? Throw cherry bombs at the commentators

Queens empowered

Cooking for my b-day, send a green piñata

Team shotta, you either wish to rap, ball, or dream of powder

Leanin' tower, fuck 'bout a rapper

Which of them keys allow us?

Screams and hollers

What is the likelihood I'ma breathe my flowers? (Yeah, yeah)

Life will reveal itself, won't be the same, your back gon' clip

Gotta keep pushin'

Bring out the vehicle that the cap goes with

Pray for a miracle, full recovery has to fix

Niggas outta reality, comin' up with a asterisk (Uh)

You listen close, you hear the numbers callin' (Numbers callin')

Lackin' the interest, day is shortened

No time of day, for the unimportant

You trust a bitch, you either shoot or snortin' (Snortin')

Karma been on my case for years

Now we finally made a truce this mornin'

(Truce this mornin')

Me and karma made a truce this mornin'

Me and karma made a truce this mornin', hah

(Me and karma made a truce this mornin')

It ain't roses and unicorns where I'm from

Lil' niggas tat trophies on they face, they body [?]

Project Squid Games for cocaine

You get a extra belly button from the FN

Ancient deposits in my rhyme book

White truffle on cheesecake, I got that rich taste

Goin' off them concentrates, Bentley with the paper plates

Daytona dasher with the day and date

R.I.P. to Fa Sha 'cause I miss my nigga

Two hundred bows on the table got my diamonds bigger

THC diamonds got a nigga brain mixed up

That shit is 92%, how the fuck I get up?

Insane in my blunt from Dr. Greenthumb

Got the K in the trunk, watch that drummer-boy drum

Mamma not home, whip it up in the kitchen

Finna get high, bag it up the in the basement

Damn

That nigga nice