Method to My Madness - The Alchemist, BOLDY JAMES

What else can I do?

Chemist

You know where we at with it

Bold J, let’s get it

I was down and out ducking

On some sauerkraut, getting fronted weed

Build a power house, caught me up to speed

When I counted out my first hundred G’s

we can funnel keys

Chowing down me and Uncle

Pounding loud like who cut the cheese

Still counting down til my brothers free

Niggas rocking chains with them bubble letters

I be copping cane tryna pluck a feather

Hop a train, catch the bus wherever

Dodging rain with no umbrella

Hydroplaning through the flood zone

baking in the drug zone

Take the Pyrex, shake it with no gloves on

Watch I can make it do the love jones

16 I done been

Living rent free like a sprint charger

Apartment 6C me and

Made a 15 do the Vince Carter

Taking trips with my brother Blue

Shaking spliffs in the cut with

Made a brick jump from one to two

Couldn’t make this shit up if I wanted to

Cheated death, could’ve suffocated

Been arrested, beat a couple cases

East West, RIP Slick

Real BMF know we drug related

Five bodies made 'em pay for three

Left one with now we updated

Riding dirty ten oh eight on me

In the HOV got me frustrated

Where we at with it?

Whip it in the rex out the plastic

Hit the stretcher like elastic

Put it in the press then I smash it

Weigh it up wet then I bag it

Get them casket

Did the high step when I got drafted

Caught an interception on the package

But it’s a method to my madness

Whip it in the rex out the plastic

Hit the stretcher like elastic

Put it in the press then I smash it

Weigh it up wet then I bag it

Get them casket

Did the high step when I got drafted

Caught an interception on the package

But it’s a method to my madness

Niggas disrespect, we let 'em have it

We empty them clips in the 'matic

We’ll come for them bricks in the attic

Kept in touch with my bitch in

Run it up on with the addicts

Spot build like a pair of Sauconys

Manning up we got rich nigga status

with a clip full of talons

with a clique full of felons

Get picked up for that shit that you selling

Niggas buckling snitching and telling

We be smuggling, shipping, and mailing

In the cut with a Smith & Wesson

Shedding blood for my niggas in heaven

Selling drugs from the 6th to the 7th

In the club with a six shot .38

Level up to a .357

grew up on the sixth

Fell in love with a bitch

Send him up when I

He run off with my shit I’ma stretch him

Dump him off in a ditch when I catch him

Kill his son and I send him my blessing

My bitch asking me 21 questions

And get mad when I change up the subject

Type of front end

Put a half key of cane in my budget

Used to trap like I played for the Nuggets

With a glizzy, two drac’s and a FN

pack, if they right I’ma flush it

'Cause possession

Whip it in the rex out the plastic

Hit the stretcher like elastic

Put it in the press then I smash it

Weigh it up wet then I bag it

Get them casket

Did the high step when I got drafted

Caught an interception on the package

But it’s a method to my madness

Whip it in the rex out the plastic

Hit the stretcher like elastic

Put it in the press then I smash it

Weigh it up wet then I bag it

Get them casket

Did the high step when I got drafted

Caught an interception on the package

But it’s a method to my madness