Sichi Junior - Incognito (freestyle) lyrics

Sku-la-rapper, bout to re invent the game Got the City on my back, let the journey begin... You either walk with me or you follow my path (Master Sichi) high on life, going through a purple patch You already know,I gotta be the best man I been clocking miles on the road to success, huh I still ride the bus but I've got private jet ambitions Still shop in jets to get fly on you n***as Yeah, I'm bringing back the concorde Cause it's a sonic boom to your speakers when I run it like the hedgehog (That's a deep line) but I bet y'all dig it Ladies treat me like a dentist, how they be catching feelings 'I'm a really sweet guy', they want regular check ups African boy with the wings on my shoulder Music is my drug, I rock the mic, I'm a stoner Y'all call collect Man, I call direct Like my name was Spike Lee Just a couple years g' I'll be at the tribeca cause I'm N.Y.C (Get it) Nice! My wordplay is incredible Thank you very much, I'll still take the credit though I'm out to merk this beat, keep k**ing these n***as Spraying slugs on these thugs, got my finger on the trigger All eyes on me, in memory of Shakur Flow crazy, 730 in the booth I act a fool! To tell the truth I think I'm getting complacent Cause the competition ain't nothing like it once was I won't cut you slack just because you been slacking Elevate your sound, cause your bars had us running laps round - the big house laughing Drop that mixtape, pssh! sounded like a voice note The knife in my back, take it back and cut your own throat Pun intended y'all been rapping like it's pre grade Lumley & I got the game like it's EA In a small car Got a lift from some smokers Caught up in the high! pa** my greetings to the Chauffer Man, they was big chiefers I could have sworn the blunt, was fat as wiz Khalifa Goldie said I got the game on lock So I shouldn't hesitate when the new hits drop Yeah! Uh, On the streets they call me Peter Pan My name flies around like the rumours in a shanty town (Ah) They ask me how I do this Talking hate, pleasure, pain and love in one sentence For the record y'all need to step up your records That little subject matter of yours, lacks in substance Dreams are pain, so I'm tryna trade this anguish For a Range Evogue or an Aston Martin Vanquish Word to Zevyani, big ups for doing numbers It's pity how just a fraction get through college or Uni I've severed old ties it's ironic cause you knew me Ha! Better playback till you get that And if you show me love I've got every right to name drop [Insert, shout out, here] I do this for you, better know I'm representing I got so many bars like the department of corrections They tryna unmask a mastermind This craft, I mastered mine None of ya'll can match the grind I've got a mean sig' Ya'll couldn't counterfeit me if you tried Well, a glimpse of what's to come, wait on it - NeonBlack Don't let it go to waste, I ain't talking fanny pack (Alright!) This joint need a verse from Tubeless (I spit rhymes at times that leave all you n***as clueless) Get crazy, I'm Leaning like the Pisa I might send this to the mixtape Swisha Haha This is for X tripo I yo! We made it through high school It's time to get fly though So go on spread your wings Reach your own destiny Man, long live the Dream Like Martin, name me King King Sichi! Just been waiting on the visa Until then fam, I'll just be incognito Gone are the days when fast food was fast food I'm standing in the queue, this cashier done act rude [Good girls switching teams (It's deep) Wretched pursuit of all my dreams, gotta get to the 6ix] Game strong, same joke made her laugh twice And if you want beef, I'm Master Sichi with a steak knife Eagle's, don't fly with pigeons!