SkiBs - Much More lyrics

[Verse One: SkiBs] Hey, yo Hey, who the f** is this? Young as sh** Dreams crumbling Got to pick up all the pieces before they sunk and dead Dumpling, eating after reefer in the evening Can't wait to look back and tell you all what we did High off of three spliffs Hiding my weed 'cause I don't trust no one. [?] f** y'all, hold up When did I grow up? Never, I just got better At being a trend setter I tend to mend letters Name one rapper overseas that's been better Trying to hit the level making other rappers cut their wrists Bart gave me a start, now I told him I'm a run this sh** And I be spitting sharp from the heart, I might cut a lip Then I'd have a lisp like this, mother f**er Shouts to Lupe Beats screaming "Loot me." Memories telling me "Come on, kid, choose me." Before it made me crazy, man this music used to soothe me Tops screaming "God damn please don't shoot me," But I be gunning for it, tell me what a f**ing forfeit is I don't know, but god damn I'm at war with it I ain't gon' sit here while you whine, stick a cork in it Talking 'bout the best, well I know I'm nothing short of it Hundred warriors all hide behind my corneas You ever heard of Hong Kong rap? There's nothing cornier Well I'm a come in orbit That means back around Rapping style Whacking wild Always was an active child 'Til I hit the hash and smiled Like damn yo this sh** is pretty chill Skip cla**, every day we be smoking for real Dreaming 'bout the daze in the days, [?] Blowing haze in the way Only a couple mofo's in HK can say And maybe y'all can get to know me City I be repping homie But man it's getting lonely 'Cause yo this sh** is cold If you're trying to hit your goals They gon' stomp on your pa**ion and cut your soul And yo, if one man tells me I ain't got nothing dope I'm a live my dream in his face and then f** his hoes Yeah and then I'm running it Born with this greatness, I don't need to f**ing summon it Breathing on this track, b**h, I threw a f**ing lung in it Ain't above the hatred, mother f**er, I'm in front of it Fingers in a b**h, screaming "Throw your f**ing tongue in it." It's gon' work out, homie, I don't need a supplement Couple b**hes working at McDonald's, they throwing on some Skibs and they mother f**ing lovin' it Yeah yeah I said my fam is my fans and 3C's my government Going ocean deep, got three seas of loving it This beat is your meal and my seasoning is [?]