Stro - Catchin' Wreck lyrics

[Verse 1] Repping Brooklyn forever like the barclays center Forget writing it if it ain't something they can remember I snap back, relax on tracks They got holes in their flows like panel caps How real is that? The streets ain't no place to be As time goes on they watch you progress and plot patiently They got some nerve It's better to get out before the word On the road of fame kick a traffic cone to the curb Get on the stage and we be co*kier than Dylan I'm trying to be important like pylons Navigating better be easy, or it might get hard Make the wrong turn, end up on Foothill Boulevard R.I.P. to the king, oh no to po-po's The good ones is rare like El Pollo Loco's In the big apple, I kick more facts than Snapple caps Rock beats, you couldn't see the feet with them gravel rap Back to the topic, East Coast knocking Plug in the microphone, I kick it, knock 'em out their sockets My OG tendencies got me overseas Now I oversee the negativity, all I sight is cheese Never stopping k**ing records untill the job is done Rappers think they fly, guess I'm Area 51 Rude boy mental with the proper talk 'Stro got flavor, you could ask New York You outdated, spit greatness, gold plated Pleace, we focused on cheese, not what radio saying Slip up and say my name, I'mma let that slide Response from me is like backsides Very rare, tell me where Can find someone on my lyrical level? Doing it big on a spiritual level The bigger the bezzle, the bigger the gimmick We in it to win it, it won't stop untill our dinner is finished And we all full, its aweful [Hook] Heads up one time if you down to catch wreck With the stupid fresh rhymes, everybody and their moms try to get in effect But to the brothers on their grind, respect, respect