[Chorus]
I see him staring from the sideline
Said he hates what I do
No no you can not have my flow, I did not make it for you
I see him staring from the sideline
Said he hates what I do
No no you can not have my flow, I did not make it for you

[Verse 1]
Call your friend a god
I call him an insect
Say he studied abroad
Prolly from Budapest (Buda-Pest)
These fuckers really are odd
They're making no progress
Putting on a facade
Call them the congress
These other artists are boring im losing my interest
Like a house in 09’ you ain't really worth shit
But the clothes on your back
You all hoes in the back
All hoes in the back

[Chorus]
I see him staring from the sideline
Said he hates what I do
No no you can not have my flow, I did not make it for you
[Verse 2]
Different pace
Different mace to the face
Different fuckers wanna take what I make
I am symbolic
Ironic to you and your taste
Your ego is damaged
I managed to make
A shadowy figure
That you can relate to
I dont fake this
You dont make me
I just make moves
That you hate

[Chorus]
I see him staring from the sideline
Said he hates what I do
No no you can not have my flow, I did not make it for you