[Verse 1]
Things ain't been the same in B-Lo
Waiting on that album 'cause he got him an ego
Might not even make it like he shooting a free throw
Complacent, but you know how seniority go
These are all valid complaints
Trust me though, it'll be worth the wait
If the penmanship is working great
Then like walls in the bando: I'll go hard in the paint
Undefeated on these beats, I ain't losing a bout
Y'all need to call me Kevin, please keep counting me out
I'm Home Alone on my throne, and y'all ain't touching it
Must've roofied them: They don't know who they fucking with
Can't reach for this seat, take you all day long
Got a better shot avoiding napalm in Vietnam
Or getting consent from Sean Combs or Trey Songz
Or playing hide and seek at nighttime with Akon

[Chorus]
Too nice with the flow
Oh, y'all better lay low
Cause I'll mop up the floor
With these lame ass foes
Want Cambridge to Bissell
The whole city on lock
Utica to Ferry
It's all me on the top
[Verse 2]
I ain't the type of n***a to beef for attention
A top five the only place I need to be mentioned
So unless y'all got something nice to say
My name's fire in a gas leak: Keep it away
I'm a scratched CD, n***a, you ain't finna play me
I ain't playing with them boys, bruh, I ain't in JV
I'm a serial killer the way I'm crafty in basements
Have you addicted to restarts like relapsing patients
Laffy Taffy raps, I ain't fearing ya shit (Go, go)
Victoria alone is fucking clearing ya shit (Go, go)
You think you wavy in Erie? I'm on Superior shit (Go, go)
And I got deja vu fucking hearing ya shit (Go, go)
The third album dog, whurr it at?
Been waiting for it to drop like Shmurda's hat
It's coming soon though, it'll have you hype
Gimme two more years, you finna touch the SKY (Yee yee!)

[Outro]
Too nice with the flow
Oh, y'all better lay low
Cause I'll mop up the floor
With these lame ass foes
Want Cambridge to Bissell
The whole city on lock
Utica to Ferry
It's all me on the top
Woo!