Now I’m one of the best, if you purely just talking penmanship
I was really outside see this circle requires membership
My sole purpose for making these rhymes worth it
Jot lines as I scribe this verse gotta be perfect
I’m a earner, worth ethic second to none
Check where I’m from from, Leroy ain’t raise no bum
Why you think they call me Kash, I’m raising Capital Pun
With my Capital One…made my way out the slums
With no blueprint, just wise words & blind hope
Walking a fine line on a tight rope, with bike spokes
Never sold coke, but I been dope
Elite level rap cause I been GOAT
Legend in my own mind, I be on my slow grind
Never would I force a line, working on my 2nd prime
Falling in love again, which each and every line



Speaking of signs my vision is oh so clearer
Only competition is the man in the mirror
Effortless flow fit in…in any era
Been about my bread, I’m tryna own a Panera
Went from the ave…late nights knife in my boot
To a war zone, M4 ready to shoot
My biggest flex is a..I don't flex
Never dwell on the past, just lookin’ to the next
I’m on plan C…that’s the back up plan, to the back up plan
Most consistent…Cause in my mind there’s no back up plan
We building brick by brick
Curating a sound, hardly chasing hit
When the change up works, never change ya pitch
Steph Curry approach don’t expect me
to miss
When the pressure on don’t expect me to flinch
Just give me the ball like I’m Marshan Lynch muthafucka