Tomoka Ryan, KD Haley - Apex Lyrics

My boy Tomoka Ry, ya'll know what time it is, man
Ayy look, talk to 'em Ry

Fuck with me, you know I got it
They couldn't steal my credit from an open wallet
Blicky cocked and loaded, oh, you a violent boy?
Bunch of trash emcees, sound like some Island Boys
Couple deep breaths to calm me down
Xerox rappers out here really trying to copy sounds
But if you're stepping on my lines, that's still out of bounds
No time for discussion, shooters bustin' like Kwame Brown
Whole lot of offers but I got it solo
Y'all know I do it for my folks like I'm buying local
But they don't get it, like I'm not it, swear they drive me loco
Real ones know the flow is hideous, word to Quasimodo
Republican turned Democrat
Been running with it like I'm burning fat
No turning back like they caught me with the murder weapon
You taking charge? I'm passed that like Euro-steppin' (Swear to God)
I cut the circle but I'm still efficient
I used to feel used, but now it feels different
Overcame some shit and finally found my happy place
I left it in the past and closed the box like packing tape
I turned trauma into lemonade
I was down and out and bounced back like a ricochet
Now Bndz sends the beat, I send it back in a disarray
I beat it up like MMA, homie you just in the way

Man listen bruh, ya'll already know what time it is bruh
Why is y'all acting like y'all got amnesia, or somethin?
Boy, this my boy Tomoka Ry (Man, listen bruh)
Boy, the game in trouble bruh
I've been tryna tell these folks
Why they keep playin', man?
Like what goin' on for real?
It don't even matter bruh, ayy listen
It only gets better from here, you feel me?
Talk to 'em, Ry

They can't believe that I was made for this
I'm like a living testament to atheists
Words are like a Kiss of Death, '04 Jadakiss
Bunch of rappers dying slowly, starting to feel like Make-A-Wish
I had to grow into these angel wings
Remember having visions, they just told me I was seeing things
Used to scrape up pennies, nowadays I'm sayin keep the change
I just had a couple obstacles I had to rearrange
But we ain't out the woods yet
I'm finally on my good foot, wish somebody would step
Lot of artists nervous about some shit that I ain't cooked yet
Know she got that fattie, I ain't got the nerve to look yet
I'll probably take a peek or something
You probably thought this was a leak or something
And I can't blame you, trust the album's on the way
I just had some more to say, I'll probably drop it in a week or something
Flashbacks to when they wrote me off
It's crazy how they finally put me on and now I'm going off
Lights camera action Jackson, now I'm showing off
Tired of y'all acting like my brother was my only loss
Like Mama didn't die with him
Like she didn't close her eyes, leave earth and fly with him
Like she didn't build a wall too tall to climb with 'em
I just pray that God hears this and let's him know I miss him

They know
They know