Ishmael Raps - People lyrics

[Verse 1: Ishmael Raps] 7th grade Rocked the bathing ape so heavenly Seniors tryna ball but the swag ain't catching me Rest in peace to my lost ones And haters can rest in pieces I'm out here eating Everyday like the weekend No time for sleeping Insomniac eyes wide Swag dripping like high tide Wise guy, silly minded Trilly nilly idiot Girlies want my licorice Twizzler till she sick of it Rapping till I'm sick of spit Sick spitter ever since cat litter Had my naps bigger than nigerians I love my city but the girls be acting ratchet And the guys be copping ratchets quick to bring them in their cla**es Lips blacker than ashes Roll it, twist it, get that match lit I never had piff Mind was always in the stratus Off the atlas I always have been I'll remain a sad kid Until I'm graduate Captain hook, villain schemes Peter pan, bout the green Dead presidents Shouts to George and Benjamin Oochy wally bang bang, Flow is like a switch blade 10th grade had the skinny jeans And the vintage jays Cla**mates got sick of me Cause nobody was sick as me They would always look at say I wonder what he wear today Then I dropped a video Rapper now, really though? Then they loved my lyrics though Then I met Rob Lyrical Illy yo, shout to bro My chinza homies finna blow And then let's go, now Ishy go Then let all my people go Biddies acting silly so you better wrap willy Before you catch the clamiddy And have to face to your committee Dawg My city be raw dawg My city at war And that's why I rock the camo And dopest couture I want the money galore Help my family and more Up my swagger for sure Till it drip to the shore, ha They want more of this Well ain't it fortunate? I'm forced to spit I'm Morpheus Rapping doctor Kevorkian Abandoned bandit, orphanage So go and your tell your dorky friends I'm Mortal with the Combat Come here like scorpion Homie don't want it Homie don't touch me This right here is luxury No dust on my rugby Caviar for lunch meat Rich minded hungry Shout out my mom she lovely I love my momma loves me I told my mom we gon' eat I told jeffery we gon' eat I told josiah trust me Brother we gon' get this money I swear I'm only one leap I swear I'm like in arms reach The fortune and the fame living large, living dust free My shoe game is k**ing, my j**elry is sickening I'm so close I'm feeling, i'll make it Lord willing My dream is revealing My progress is k**ing And when I drop I wanna see a millie n***a Ishy n***a ghost