Intro [Zain2Faded]:

This is my last take dawg I promise ...

Yo

Verse 1 [Zain2Faded]:

I said knew I was a god when I had the full Fila fit
Byron posted on the couch, Kali rolling extra loud
He connect the woofer, so it's boomin when we in the cut
You can catch me steady complaining bout how I need a whip

Never take me for a slouch
Victim of the circumstances
Pocket puncher in the pouch
Greener than the grinch in Christmas

Rapping like I'm crazy with it
Problem is I'm mighty average
Then I just got lazy with it
I can't even save these n***as

Im not even half heroic
You can catch me ,villain chilling
In the kitchen, posted stoic
Knowing all I needs a stogie

Verse 2 [Kalikliff]:
(Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaah, yeah x2
Yeah, Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaah, yeah x5
Yeah, Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaah, yeah x5)

Im so passive as I'm passing my blunt
Light this for broadway
Rapping hella scriptures
Leave my music in the hallway

Call Zay, see what he says
See what we all make
I'm all-day
Don't put a label on me if it ain't Balmain

(ahh Man)

Look what you did
Look what you all say
"I ain't fucking with that local"
Man I'm too off-state

I was trapping
When a n***a should've took an off-day
I can never ever trust a bitch
If she get off late

Because I'm sour like Beyonce
I was sipping Lemonade now
I'm up in my place

Wait I meant that Lemon Haze
Now I'm up in my space
If she let me penetrate
I might let my ... stay

Wait ..

Bring it back
And close the gate
Like I'm just saying

(Nah nah cut it off, fuck'em)

Outro [Zain2Faded]:

(Just a few more bars, just to close it off ... )

I can't fuck with dudes
Who keep their third eye calcified
Flow stay hella dirty
But i keep my hands sanitized

Need to catch a whip
With fatter stacks
I'm talking Santa-sized

N***a's always empty
But they envy
I won't emphasize