Verse 1:

N***as wanna pop off
Whenever I talk dawg
Y’all fraud n***as
Swear to god you raw
But get to running
When it’s hunting season
Gimme a reason to get to beaking
The pen is leaking
And imma let it bleed

I don't do collaborations with n***as who ain’t amazing
I can’t do a song with n***as who rhyme wrong with thong
They put you on in the club
N***as singing along
The white girls even singing it wrong

I’m a motherfucking veteran
Show me a n***a that I ain’t better than
Let him in
Late night show n***a
Letterman

Late night
Something ain’t right
N***as can’t fight
Turn an altercation to an out of court settlement
Popular flows
N***as embezzling those
I’m ready to go
So what the fuck I’m settling for?

I want a bag

I know how to use it
Stupid
Useless
Foolish
Goofy n***as
Wanna confuse me n***a
I'll turn this shit to scary movie n***a

Put on a show
Fela Kuti n***a
They want to bruise me n***a
They acting like a bunch of groupie n***as
I ain’t finna let them use me n***a

Hook:

Yo what about me?
I feel like a young OG
And I’m making dough lowkey
And the flow OD
Know a n***a cold
Don’t freeze
Tight like a polo tee
What about me?
I feel like a young OG
And I’m making dough lowkey
And the flow OD
Now I've got a 3-1 lead
This a gentleman’s sweep
Gentleman's sweep

Verse 2:

Stand for a n***a
With a plan
I demand understanding
Cuz I wanna advance

(God damn)

Fans in the stands for a n***a
Rolling 15 in a minivan for a n***a

(God damn)

This shit is hocus pocus
Load and focus the scope on a goal then I hit it
Cold when I spit it
Like Cole with the flow
It’s the dopest
I just can't control where I’m headed
Listen

N***as wanna talk to me
I’m thought to be the n***a that they ought to be

My old shit didn’t play
I was two minutes away
From throwing away the pencil
It’s simple

My addiction is critical
Other n***as getting by with the minimal
Getting high in they interviews
Mumbling about the visuals
Bullshitting
Tools spitting
Full clipping
New n***as
New gimmicks
Trying to swerve in my lane
But yo what about me?
I feel like a young OG
Got tricks all up in my sleeve
I’m up to my knees
In stress, anxiety
And all that I see
Is an open road but yo-


Hook:

What about me?
I feel like a young OG
And I’m making dough lowkey
And the flow OD
Know a n***a cold
Don’t freeze
Tight like a polo tee

What about me?
I feel like a young OG
And I’m making dough lowkey
And the flow OD
Now I've got a 3-1 lead
This a gentleman’s sweep
Gentleman's sweep