[Chorus]
I ain't made it this far worrying about your opinion
I ain't ever stopped jotting lyrics
And I ain't tryna stop right now. I ain't tryna stop right now I ain't lying to you
I ain't been this broke long enough for no reason
Or waste my time tryna grab fame by beefing
And I ain't gonna start right now. I ain't gonna start right now I ain't lying to you


[Verse]
Uni student who seems stupid enough to be buying clothes don't mean nothing and losing his funds
Who did he trust the same people that's slewing his dons killing his homeland and infusing the drugs in him
Nobody rocks wit him
He however couldn't give no monkeys just as long as he touch riddims
And his luck isn't ending
Lust in him
Can be sophisticated and ghetto enough for uncle ruckus to ruck with him
Is something wrong with him
I'm on the araab track to let you that there's certainly something harming him
But harms way isn't the path he's going down
Never buckling but chuckling at you. You think you can step up to the god you're going down
Like QPR you're only now about to really figure out who we are
And pressure murders the banter in all your group chats
If you can not handle the hot weather you might have to mute that
I don't care if you take offense from what I'm speaking
Matter of fact I couldn't care less about what your pastors preaching
No disrespect but in this respect and retrospect I get no better at telling you all I'm the truth in here
I'll give you four funerals and a wedding if you wanna grant hues in here
Racists I'm cool with them
Haters I'm through with them
Bakers and stoners and drunks will all stumble to the might of this yute in here
They're all buggin
I bees in the studio they never wanna hear just wanna hit toes they're all stubbing
Like useless cigarettes
Ignorance is bliss but I've been ignored my whole life I'm on a killing spree
Iblis is next
Common sense hasn't been common practice
The uncommon you can find him watching videos of common rapping
But never rapping common just unlike
These common rappers
I'm big tipping cause my overdraft is unlimited I can cop something random
I'm tryna prove that if you move good enough in a quick time in this time music might just pay your bills
If that happens it's gonna be more victims of gangbangin on instrumentals that's tryna say they're real
But I just crease cause my and my g's are not f'ing around with pounds just show off around press and
Paparazzi cause that's laughable
But still know the higgs Boson is likeable to the god particle
Maestro Pianomaniacal extravaganza
You might need a inhaler for every single stanza
Cause I don't care if it's 100 meter races
Will you reach age 9+10+9 meet a white man with no black friends and still say he's a racist?
Never judge a book by it's outer shell
Hell, the 100 never knew about this grounder
Well, your ariels shoulda never left this flounder
Cause I'm the poseidon of rap, no wonder I'm underground
The sky ain't my limit. I don't wander I'm off the ground
My line is not on your map so do your research
Coming from the town with no exposure for the other sounds
Like Esco: Carry on tradition like your baby mother's children taking your characteristics
Wanna make my girl a queen like Seymour
But I'm 2 broke like the girls on e4
Theoretically I'm the biggest bang
Holy as the claims made from a full click of sinners damn
Don't need the limelight I know my sounds tight
Best rapper best producer well I guess that sounds right