[Intro:]
This for all them fuck n***as that say I'm a mumble rapper
I don't play that shit
Fucking word up
Yea

[Verse:]
Since as long as I can I remember I was told to be great
Was told to be real
Was told to always go for the kill
But times can get hard
My momma call my unc' from a cell
He's living in hell
Trapping was all he knew and he fell (uh)
I smile and shake the hands of my enemies
Ducking and dodging drama i stay protected anenome
'Cuz if I don't then im scared I'll commit a felony
Always thinking irrationally
Always acting on jelousy damn
I'm so depressed that not sleeping at all
N***as think they been through shit but I done been through the fall
Penniless cold and hungry but who do you call
You just make sure you keep track of it all
I just need a girl who's down to earth but her head's in the fucking clouds
I try clearing my head but the voices too fucking loud
And they telling me awful things
But im loving they way you do it Gus
I was trapped in a rut and you was helping me through it Gus
Now im sitting reminiscing like why did you do it Gus
But really I know they killed you cuz you was getting through to us
They hate icons that don't do what they want
It be cold in Minnesota n***a stay in Vermont
N***as steady talking on twitter they trying to haunt
But I can't see it through typos with proportional font
I might leave you high and dry and send you back to your aunt
But I really do hate hurting people
But I guess that's all I seem to do so now I'm nonchalant
Im sorry but I can't fuck with you my goal is the quap
I'm not 'bout an opp
I say that but stay with the opps
I don't know what the fuck im doing
If I had a fuckin time machine right now I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change the way that David killed Goliath with the sling
I wouldn't stop the murder of no Martin Luther King
I wouldn't make it so Noah Cyrus could actually sing
(What?)
(Damn)
I know that was a cheap shot
But I would never change the murder of fucking 2Pac
'Cuz history evolving and now my n***as we too hot
There's always brand new futures and we done took up the new spot
Just wait a couple years and you gon see that crew hot
Everyone advancing and getting and getting forward but you not
You act like you ain't bitter and twisted and you ain't damaged
All that fucking stress that you causing I couldn't manage
I took my fucking time and you thought that I took advantage
But all your fucking slip ups can cause collateral damage
Its like slept inside a tanning bed messing up all your tanage
At this point I don't really care planning
I got more important shit upon my mental
But nowdays I feel like there's nobody I can vent to
'Cuz n***as be talking
But nobody listens
They're all so judgmental
With this time alone I've become so transcendental
I'll work on my mind
I'm training the spirit
Bad vibes I turn to Hellen Keller dont wanna hear it
All these wack n***as they ain't Johnny
But on the Test they take time
They taking notes on me but still don't get the punchline
I'm on mine
I'm bout to break outta the confine
And bring the dynamite like its an episode of Good Times
Leave a bitch slumped like she was sippin on some good wine
She saying I switched up
N***a that's a good sign
I need that shit like A$AP no rocky
"Oh, that line's overused"
Shut up n***a your "How To Rap" book is overdue
This not the album n***a this is just the overview
Still in my dms after three years bitch I'm over you
I always tend to overthink and that just makes me overdo
You like it when im fucked up and that just makes you so amused
Looking at your work ethic man I disapprove
I'm an early bird you still wake up in the afternoon
But go get your worm
Go get your bread
I got so much darkness and shit inside of my head
And if it wasn't for few i might've been dead
So imma be a happier person with that being said
"Money don't buy happiness"
Well it can buy the fuck outta mine
Imma worry bout my bag 'cuz I don't the time
And I don't have the patience to worry bout a bitch that don't rock with me
Girl you wouldn't know how to dress were it not for me
But actually
Time is ticking
The clock is running out
And pretty soon the rap game will be washed out
By all the Lil Uzi's
And all the Trippie Redd's
All you n***as sound the same
Put a bullet in my brain
I'm already suicidal but you make me feel dead
With your repetitive melodies and flexing fake bread
That shit's dead
All you Cobb County n***as wack
I'm the realest in the game
That's the realest shit I ever said
[Outro:]
(Aye)
(What?)
(Bring the beat back)
(Hold up)
(1226 shit n***a check it)

You n***as bitches
My rhymes will put you in stiches
That bitch was giving me dome
And I left the bitch reminiscing
I swear to god it's so simple
Just get the shit how you live it
Imma go get mines
My n***a im never quitting, aye
Yea
I'm a god and imma reign the shit over ya
Do the shit different now I gave you xenophobia
I told ya
I am a ledgend up in the making
The industry need saving and its mine for the taking
Word up

(R.I.P to Zion)
(I do this for you n***a)