[Intro]
Aight, I'm ready man
I ain't think I was gonna memorize this shit
But I got it memorized, so
Let's go
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Okay, it's lookin' like the youngest catchin' up to you
No diamond records but I'm coming brack it up to you
But I got platinum acting like that ain't enough for you
I have disgust for you, nah I got love for you
See I'm amazed with all the diss that I been feelin' here lately
Flow's crazy like Ye, I mean crazy like Ye
BCA, please don't hate me, in fact Ye praise me
They don't intimidate me so all these rap lames hate me
Kinda remind mе you was making tracks to JAY-Z
From [?] tell me, you get slappеd in the face
When n***as hated on your raps, way back in the day
You had to rap to put them n***as back in they place
You still want grace, then show me grace, how you see jackin' with Drake
But see I'm casually great, that shit be wrackin' their brains
Tryna remember what it felt like to be in their primes
And how I make it feel whack when they see me in mines
So they say so and so is better like my name ain't—
Truthfully man, I know I'm better, 'cause the game ain't... changed
Been seven years and countin', they don't know how to work
This took the game out... do my thang now it's perfect
[Verse 2]
I'm facing their urges, I'm thinkin' of verges
Then flame these n***as, now I'm layin this verse
Shit be insane, these n***as still thinkin' I'm worthless
N***as lame, so n***as can't hang
She say I got a big **** with the curve in it
And she be surfin', all kind of [?] on this shit
Spit words, get these bitches mad wet
Fuck them disses in your verse, n***a I get rep, mad respect
I'm ten times plat, you can laugh at that
I'm ten times, better than half of who's spittin' they friends' rhymes
That's 'cause I pen mines, don't even try to mention classes, boy, I did mine
They like, "Do another," I looked at 'em like [?]
No rushin', I'm big time, I'm comin' up big time
Up on the incline, why they stick they legs out when I'm at the finish line?
I [?] when it's rent time
Fuck up out my face if you hit on me anytime
Lucky I got paid, I ain't mad, just give me mine
This time, I'mma wait until you incentivize
Missed my chance, probably missed it like twenty times
Rich by chance, so I been tryna double mine and triple mine
Duckin' all the simple-minded
With the [?] face, fuckin' up my inner conscience
Shit is nonsense, what would I be without faith?
Talkin' to the stars, tell these [?] "About face!"
Walk into the bar, shot of greatness, no clout chase
I'm just glad I made it, bitch, I made it through the drought phase
Through the pout phase, Tiller with the frowny face
I used to down in hate, real depression
The real lesson is make sure to give [?]
The real blessin' is [?]
I'm still pressin', [?], I'm still a threat, Tiller
[Ending]
Damn
You know—you know, n***as be like "Don't rap"
"We don't want to hear that, don't rap"
And I be like "Don't cap, don't, don't
Don't be actin' like it's whack, don't, don't
We both know it ain't that, ho, no
[?] it's 'cause I made Trapsoul
But you can't spell Trapsoul without 'rapsoul,' I'm back, ho!"

BTA is on the way
I didn't rap much on this one so I figured I'd let some bars off
But, uh, yeah, I'm excited for y'all to hear that
It's gon' be a great one, man, it's gon' be great