Lyrics

(Miss Delouche, Miss Henderson)

(Steven Hall, Mister Johnson)

(We'll be starting on page 32 in our ASAP book today)

I been looking so poor (Looking so poor)
But I sound so rich (Something rich like Chocolate)
Just a Goldielocks
Tryna find my fuckin' Po Ridge (scUba)
I'm so sick
Rhyming on some real dope shit (Uh)
Grindin' Hustlin' just because I love that shit

I been looking so poor (Yuh)
But I sound so rich (Uh)
Just a Goldielocks
Tryna find my fuckin' Po Ridge
I'm so sick
Rhyming on some real
Dope shit (Whoa)
Grindin' Hustlin' just because I love that shit

And that's just how it's been yeah
I'm saying that's just how it's been
Been been
That's just how's it's been
My days been looking up
But let me talk 'bout how it's been

It's scUba
That just so happens to be me
Bringing Floetry to Poetry (Uh)
Making the G.O.A.T in me
Instilled by the man looking over me
My G-O-D
I give 'em Triple H
Cause it's my fuckin' pedigree
Ain't no one that's ahead of me
On or off the mic
That's just weird to me
How a nigga see I'm not a trending topic. It's ok
You'll overplay my shit like Bop It eventually
Yuh

Lookin' so poor
But I'm sounding so rich
Just a Goldielocks
Tryna find my Po Ridge
I'm so sick
Rhyming on some real
Dope shit
Grindin' Hustlin' just because I love that shit

And that's just how it's been
For real for real
I'm spittin' facts on this EP
I made for y'all
Hope you enjoy

I been looking so poor (Looking so poor)
But I sound so rich (Something rich like Chocolate)
Just a Goldielocks
Tryna find my fuckin' Po Ridge (scUba)
I'm so sick
Rhyming on some real dope shit (Uh)
Grindin' Hustlin' just because I love that shit

I been looking so poor (Yuh)
But I sound so rich (Uh)
Just a Goldielocks
Tryna find my fuckin' Po Ridge
I'm so sick
Rhyming on some real
Dope shit (Whoa)
Grindin' Hustlin' just because I love that shit

And that's just how it's been yeah
I'm saying that's just how it's been
Been been
That's just how's it's been
My days been looking up
But let me talk 'bout how it's been

I'm tryna get you hip
While I give you something
To hop to
Ain't looking for no trap
Like the Genre
Bars look
Like Haiku
Rhythm and some Poetry
A shawty steady blowin' me
The 2nd Coming of Dope
Tha Dope 2: Aftershock
scUbby do be on
Your phone, PC & ya Diskjock
I'm not a celly
But I got into a hotspot
Just Listen to understand
Or you can kick rocks
Just listen to understand
Or you can kick rocks

I'll tell you how I kick
&& I'll tell you bout my ways
I'll tell you bout Feds
&& how it effects me today

Lord please continue to allow me
To walk the path you want me to walk
Show me clarity when I try to go out on my pace
Not knowing that my pace doesn't win me the race
Be with my friends & family
Be with my doubters & enemies
Heal us on the inside & out
Lord God especially our Country

Cause I been lookin' so poor