On the block you see

I’m Fredo brave, like I’m rollin’ with the Blade, Wesley in the shade, cuttin’ snakes with a spade, Gambit with the cards, every hand gettin’ played. Picasso with the wordplay, Da Vinci in a rampage. Mind sharp as a switchblade, Matrix code when I cascade, Write my legacy in gold, not just a common grade. Fredo brave, I’m runnin’ through the shade with the magic, Savage like Maverick, stackin’ up the paper acrobatic, Tragic how we hustle, turn a habit to a classic, Rappin’ poverty, ****, money—cycles never change, Rappin’ tragic, hunger pangs, I’m tryna cash save, Killing, drilling, lavish living, powder in my veins, Grew up in the drought, all my habits were cave spirits, Life’s a Scarface script, all these addicts just crave gimmicks. Dreams of the palace, now I’m stacking with rave critics, Drillin’ in the desert, got the money in a f*** cave, From poverty’s maze, now I’m ballin’ like a Laker made, Drillin’ through the pain, still I’m shining, never fade. Cokewhite dreams, I’m Tony with the lavish, tragic flick, Drillin’ through the poverty, monopoly, no Hasbro plastic brick, Molly in the veins, I’m dancin’ with the stars, Kardashian click.