Appreciation - King Fantastic

I’m straight man, not scraping

For these papers that you all chasing

And I’m great man, I’m straight man

What you all chasing?

All that underground hip hop, bought these Gucci flip flops

Squeezing blood out of pennies, nigga every drip drop

Not at the tip top but got a nice view

Of it when the sun hits the window, my god, you love it

Smoke good, drink good, eat a lot of steak, man

I can hit the Chevy lot and leave with paper plates man

I still pay my bills when my shit is late man

I ain’t got hella skrill but I’m living straight man

Watch the Raider game on the sixty inch plasma

That ain’t half-bad for an independent rapper

spending grip putting sips to my lip

While my bitch is skinny dipping water’s bluer than a crip

I take my little cousin shoe-shopping dropping rent money

Eat somewhere yummy, hit Laurie’s and go gummy

It ain’t shit but money, I blow it, I get it back

I get it back, I blow it, I live it the way I know it

It feels good to be a free man flying up the coastline

LA, can I get a Westside one time?

And it’s all off of rhyme, I make money off my mind

If you know me then you know that I be dummy on my grind

I am out there getting it, I ain’t got no plan B

I’m an artist or I’m nothing, I will starve, understand me?

Think I took the easy route? Nigga, we should chitchat

If this thing falls flat I ain’t got no get-back

So I appreciate every song, every show

Any nigga that support me it means more than you know

So I leave the stage pouring sweat, t-shirt soaking wet

Amped up and out of breath making sure you don’t forget

That you can be anywhere but you chose to fuck with me

And I’mma make it so you don’t regret that you stuck with me

I really love all y’all, let’s party till the roof pops

The gutter to the roof top, long live hip hop