Silver Oak 2008 - sKitz Kraven

I’m out here chillin

With my dark thoughts

Lil momma got me feeling

Like I’m at the top

Too many diamonds in the safe

I don’t know which to rock

So many lights up in my way

I don’t know how to stop

Lately I’ve been having visions

Of my troubled past

It got me sippin out this glass

Versace foreign class

She say she love me

But I know she only love herself

I need to know if it’s for real

Or if I’m on the shelf

Fuck a label

You could never try to shelf me

I’m not your buddy

You could never try to Elf me

Sniffin snow like it was Christmas

Call me Ralphie

But no this ain’t no BB gun

My shooters feeling stealthy

Matter of fact I’m feeling wealthy

Money bags for breakfast

Silver Oak I’m feeling healthy

Oh

Baby girl you say you love me huh

But let’s just see if you could

Love me without money love

For real

Two thousand twenty

Been a trip for me

Demons screaming at me

Sounding like a symphony

I’m fucking Tiffany’s

And Brittany’s

They stick to me

I swear these hoes the same

I’m really needing something

Different please

I thought I found her

She was in disguise

I was so hungry for her love

But she just fed me lies

So much money

I might retire

I’m only twenty five

I went from flippin pies

To on the rise

But that ain’t no surprise

Bitch I’m a king

My momma said I’d always be a star

The world is mine

Should change my name

To Tony Scarface

If life’s a race

You know I’m winning that

This hip hop a game to me

You know I’m winning rap

Dark nights

Got me fucking with these lesser bitches

Late nights

These women cater

Call em Alfred bitches

Took a break from selling crack

I started writing raps

And then you know what happened after that

For real