HeyeFade - PSA lyrics

Check Stayed away from the hype for a long time Now im back and im here to claim whats mines Raised around a few n***as, liked to bust nines Use to go to school and sell weed in da lunch line Life of crime, first experienced at the age of 9 On the corner with P, chiefing a black & mild The boy acting wild The boy style is foul The blunt filled with sour Smelling like a pound, in da Neiman Marcus aisle Pradas on my feet wit da tongue sticking out The lust for luxury is real when you missing out Taking pictures stunting just to build ya twitter clout n***as jock my old style, im on some new sh** Just a plain black tee, versace bracelet Ripped jeans, jordan 1's on my anklets Baltimore ain't been the same since K-Swift Im here to body this, better yet.. body more Im a luxury and fine art connoisseur Starving artist in expensive threads, what you expect? Ima need a check or its back to gripping techs In a sec I go hard like s** Then goyard is next Look Please dont call me a rapper, refer to me as art 2 balls swimming in her ocean, dick Noah's Ark This dat Harford rd flow n***a play your part This dat Double L wave soon to make the charts k**en n***as rapidly You can't f** with half of me Word play is blasphemy He wore the after me LuxeRaw actually Looks raw, exactly Steady biting steez, but ya jeans looking raggedy Chillen up in Moco Bad b**h, Chanel CoCo Blowing on dat indo She pop percs like pimples Pierced her back dimples She blow dick nintendo f** till she crippled Then crip walk out the door All my leaders damu 1 L times 2 We do a show, line around the corner like we Nike dude Morty and Ju will sniper you Body bag your whole crew Make you bop home after n***as stole ya damn shoes Now dats ignorant Lost leaders magnificent You others is irrelevant Meet the new fashion terrorist My style make me arrogant All about my greens, broccoli's and asparagus PSA, PSA, n***a f**s what they say PSA, PSA, its dat P S A n***a