DaSilva 506 Lyrics

Well, would you look at me

I tweaked a breathing inhaler
Complete with weed that'll give a--
--convincing lead to a fella--
--that he can keep it together

Gather the keys with the weekly off-peak and peak for the rail
I'm blazing a trail just after blazing an L - with my boys
Baked for no reason, peace, and leave by myself
I left something behind, just keep it, oh well
Peep how I'm keeping an L

Peep the increase of swisher sweets on my shelf
Sheltering sheets of Mary leaf and her smell that reeks as loud as a yell
In my suite, I'd breathe in clouds that would swell
Inside the bubbler when I'd proudly inhale
Nimbus clouds I exhaled coerced me out of my shell
Then came a shift that compelled me to use the gifts it unveiled

The room would listen, I'd tell tales descriptive as hell
Brenton entered the room, and I mentioned just what I felt
In rhyme and meter, they fell in laughter
Needless to tell, I mastered capturing people when I would speak in detail
The power of speech is fantastic
Extends your reach to the masses
Massively heats up your status
Solid techniques you'll inhabit
And be as clear as some glasses

You'll see the reaction to metaphors when they catch 'em
This magic's more than a hat trick
I practiced more than a draft pick
And passed the bowl like the Sabbath

The aftermath of a bad hit; life's a spliff
I told Nelly I was stingy, he said, "tighten your fist."
And then attempted putting money in the hand that was clenched
"A stingy man has no room to be handed a cent."
I learned me something. And now I'm out here sharing my gift
Well would you look at me

"Dude, what's your rap name gonna be?"
...I'm Robby Atkins, nigga

Thank you, thank you
I do appreciate you
Ah, thank you, baby