[Intro: Wordz]
Yeah, uh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lok, yeah
Uh, look

[Verse: Wordz]
How poetic that my words cinematic. look
Let them claim my old shit, I got new credits, n***a (Yeah)
How they givin' orders on the [?]
How it is isn't how they read it
How you wrote it isn't how you said it, n***a (Yeah)
Business behind closed doors, we could book the whole floor
You prolly disrespect me 'cause you never thought I'd come for yours
Settle scores, bent the laws
Come out guns blazin' and it's bloody war, n***a
The whole Revenge Club could never touch my shit
A couple albums in but y'all lack those hits
Tryna talk about my business like the shoe size fits
Keep goin' if you boys tryna take that risk
I got four-five hits on me: Barker Haines, Lick Back
On God, the plan was the motion, not the get-back (Yeah)
On my mama, you was prolly dreamin' when you told yourself you wrote that, n***a
[Outro: Mike Tyson]
Most guys you have them, pretty much intimidated
They lost the fight before they even got hit
Most guys, these guys, I knew how to beat these guys psychologically - before I even got in the ring with them