[Intro: Urban]
Woo! Ok

[Chorus: Urban]
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really

[Verse 1: Urban]
If I said it on a track, bitch I don’t take it back
Hit the plug up just to put some fuckin’ dope in the stash
I be running guarding buildings, tryna get me a bag
Shout out YBN, them n***as bout as cold as my cash
The funniest shit be that, I could go tit for tat
Musical.ly with half of your playlists
But appearance it holds me back, they rather pay the stacked
Who be rappin’ but don’t never say shit, ok!
Right through this weak sea of artists I swim
Down near the bottom where light be so dim
Searching for purpose
Nowhere near touching the surface cuz hip hop’s disowning the wordsmiths
Ain’t knocking no one hustle I swear
But I know that without the money, they wouldn’t care
Walk it like I talk it while rappers lie through their teeth
Wonder if they come with the truth when they feel defeat (Break it down for em)
I don’t ever glorify shit I never done
I could see that from the newbs & the veterans, huh
Smoke like a chimney in real life
They talk percies wondering what it feels like, we ain’t the same
Lying bout amounts of pussy you’ve gained
Desert eagles that you ain’t never purchased
Shit, is honesty now honestly worthless?
[Chorus: Urban]
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really

[Verse 2: REL]
All I do is take my time
All I do is grind, imma take what's mine
Mind over matter I can't waste no time
They try to push buttons throwing shade but I shine
I rhyme better than 90% of these lame n***as
I don't fuck with em, I stay with the same n***as since day one
Drippin' in sauce I'm a1
Couple bitches in the loop but I still ain't gon claim one, look
All these n***as love to talk shit but when it really comes down, they ain't really bout the action (action)
I could do it all in my sleep that includes writing songs down to style and the fashion (fashion)
I hear all the talking and laughing but I stay calm, I don't give em a reaction (reaction)
Watch in a couple more months when we on, we gon really be the last ones laughing
It's tragic, these new n***as rappin' without a passion (What else?)
They do it for the clout, the pictures & writin' captions (What else?)
They ain't jottin' down lines
They ain't put in work, they ain't puttin' in the time
They don't even live what they rap
Saying you the plug, you ain't never seen a trap
Been to places I ain't never goin' back
I'm in this shit with a chip on my shoulder
I got a plan to kill the game and once I do then it's over
[Chorus: Urban]
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really rap anymore
All I hear is whack auto bitch shit
Can’t hold a note so they pitch shift (Hol’ up)
All I hear is fake “I’m so rich” bars
Hoppin’ in your bro’s whips, saying you got 6 cars (Hol’ up)
All I hear is "imma take your bitch" raps
Til you lack and another n***a blow your bitch back (Hol’ up)
I keep it a hunnid wit me
Wondering where honesty be like
Ain’t no motherfuckers really

[Outro: Urban]
Hol’ up
Hol’ up