(1st verse)
Do you understand the words that are coming through my lips?
The moment you think you got it all figured out, don’t exist, that’s real shit
Good looks came for the assist, this my shit
Just felt like sharing some thoughts
Shit, i just wanted to spit
I was, never blunted, it was Newport 100’s
Until I vomit or plummet, what ever happened to come first
Mcchicken up in my stomach school days got a beat I would drum it on my desk as I was gunning to fuck that pretty girl first
Thinking I was cool as shit, nothing changed his stand
Still got a bone to pick, drew my lifeline with a pen, I ain’t got to phone that shit nah, put 24 years in 12 songs, my whole life, Wide awake most nights tossing and turning praying this, go right cause, I don’t want to solve them all no, wanna awe them all. Get to the venue and park the car, mic stand be catching like all the bras, after party fuck all the broads, til my dick burning I calling the fire department like 911 hurry your ass up cuz I’m a star. We so close we so close I can fucking taste it, you living life knowing you die and you still fucking basic, I can’t understand it, I guess you learn to face it, being candid someone had to say it

Now who fucking wit me?
I Know the answer and it’s definitely not you
Who fucking wit me?
I know the answer and it’s definitely not you
Who fucking wit me?
It don’t matter AYM coming soon!


(2nd verse)
Look who they brought it, rocking doc martins
50 black tshirts in my closet, that’s the everyday garments, but guess who called it, not you but the moment I started, I out smarted who tried to cross it turned a minute to ??parted??, thanks for asking how I been, I’ve been trying new flows, you know, trying new hoes, same shit, different bowl, never stray, from the gold, thinking bout moving to the coast at the end of the fiscal year but imma see how this go, whatchu think this is, never follow no formula, they loving what I spit I send they piece to the coroners, you know who he sound like, he sound like sort of nah, you wrong he more of a white Tupac mixed with Foreigner, taking that train alone and going until 4 in the morning, recording now he touring the world his stocks soaring, I told y’all all this shit in the beginning, but you chose not to listen
NOW WHO FUCKING WIT ME??

I Know the answer and it’s definitely not you
Who fucking wit me?
I know the answer and it’s definitely not you
Who fucking wit me?
It don’t matter AYM coming soon