Packy - El Capitan lyrics

[Verse 1: Packy] Okay, line me up, swear I'm getting faded This career of mine is going out to all the chicks I dated First I couldn't get 'em Then I got 'em and they dumped me Then I got 'em and I skated It's whatever, now they love me I'm so chilly, really I could see my team making a milli And if I'm the man in LA I'm the man in any city For now I'm anonymous They don't know the answer but I'm what the problem is The real is back, you fall off I give you a verse then boom your appeal is back It's like that, I'll be where the hype at I'mma k** this, red dot where the snipes at You a star huh? Where your stripes at? I've been frontline for like 5 years You've been backseat for about 10 Now you salty because in about half the time I make groupies outta your friends El Capitan [Hook: Packy] Homie, don't play that Don't you know me and your girl we go way back? This sh** too easy, this sh** like free throws She say she loves you but we know [Verse 2: Packy] I'm buzzin' out, everybody my cousin now Everybody want credit, they ask for it and it doesn't count It's understood around here Still rep my neighborhood around here My team been with me for no profit Man they know they good around here That's family, that's family though This sh** more than a cameo This sh** that I write in my bedroom gonna get us a grammy though sh**, I took old a** mixtapes that you could download free Put that thing together on one record, hit Billboard the next week I'm like the best kept secret Gotta be the next artist to pop Living in the age of One-Hit Wonders Waiting on the next artist to flop That ain't me though, I'm hitting every plate appearance So when I'm on I got that fashionably late appearance I'm El Capitan [Hook: Packy] Homie, don't play that Don't you know me and your girl we go way back? This sh** too easy, this sh** like free throws She say she loves you but we know [Verse 3: Packy] I'm all day with it, my OJ keep Bombay with it No label tells me sh** so when I drop there's no delay with it You Vegas for them stripper hoes I'm Vegas shooting' videos And I got them all lookin' Got your girl on her tippy-toes Man I'm out here, this all that Don't test me, I don't miss all that Last Fall, back to cla** Exams of rap show back to back Now the system can kiss my a** Got my business major but without it got my business major Now without reading no Wall Street I'mma get this business paper Cut the BS, you should see us I could be on ESPN Way I'm k**ing all these records and leading my team to wins I'm an All-Star point guard dishing out a**ists Got the city on my back and a C on my chest El Capitan [Hook: Packy] Homie, don't play that Don't you know me and your girl we go way back? This sh** too easy, this sh** like free throws She say she loves you (hold up I'm too throwed) [Verse 4: Packy] Yup, you could hate me now All it means you and your girl are tryna take me down Yup, I'm so cold that I could turn your favorite current song into a throwback Yup, never fake the funk My music like my childhood I never made the bunk Yup, cashing all my checks Jumping in the dating pool splashing on my ex Sike, ain't no time for that You can't touch this hammer time Pack I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man Yup, El Capitan