New rap, took a bit of time. If you know the song Up All Night by Drake, then you will understand the rhyme scheme. This is my version:
Door shut
Shades on
Puffin out a dozen rings
Not a lotta money but I still prefer expensive things
Tryin to enjoy a good high
Nothin gonna ruin it
Shout out to the fact that I'm above the clouds doin it
Fall down to earth, the true reality just set in
Clock says 7:00 AM but I dont wanna get outta bed and
I-I-I-I stay on my grind, blowin kush im out my mind
Drivin past some hoes, oh you know the really chatty kind
Got no chain or ring, I dont need no bling
Engine roaring more than Simba in the Lion King
Yea, packages delivered, money rollin in
Lightin up with that good stuff I just finished rollin and
Money is like a drug, that I cant get enough of
But partna im not playin, my block tighter than a glove
Mess with me youll get the grave, empty funeral, you get no love
Got this place locked down, sell the baddest stuff around, yea
Thats right
Guess whos back
Better go prepare your hearse
Cuz I can kill a persin in 16 bars, or a single verse
Imma rip the game apart
Call it a disembodiement
Lookin for a rappin JC, I am the embodiement
Smoke up once more, higher than the stratosphere
Fallin down from way high up with no parachute, that is fear*
I-I-I-I puff and pass like Dre, Snoopy and Akon
Blazin up so high, my mind is now completely gone
Okay now Im soaring high, blastoff to you *****es
Rocket ship, countdown, ignition for you *****es
Yea, Im busy gettin high, makin money too
These ladies call me honey, I just ask em honey who?
Women are like a drug, that we all get tired of
Its like they all act the same, when we poppin bottles in the club
I gotta a fat blunt in these jeans, so they are miles beyond snug
I throw my money in the air, watch the women dance and give me love