[Intro: A$AP Boli]
Alyssa Milano
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They deride me like Alyssa Milano
They tell me my career has no hope
But I'll survive the Rodeo

[Verse 1: A$AP Boli]
Take a guess, who's under duress
School just cause me stress, get to my head
They treat me like Alyssa Milano or Kanye West
Want my dream dead
But I'm over it, I non-disclosure it
When they ask me what I want from this or where I'm goin' with it
'Cause it's girlfriends and scholarship accounts
That's thе things right now that I'm worried 'bout
Feel like evеry day a trip to Exegol
'Cause I'm runnin', duckin' from my ex and all
I pay respects to Lil Wayne, Travis Scott and UGK
New Dirty South in New 6, I make Winston-Salem stay wit-it
I've been grindin', rappin' on these beats since I've been a fan
Lookin' in the mirror like, "One day, Si, you gon' be the man"
I blame Lil Wop for why I got an Insta
And the reason that I left, I blame that on Emma, yeah

[Chorus: A$AP Boli]
It's really goin' down in the New Dirty South
New 6, I been trill since begin'
It-it-it's really goin' down in the New Dirty South
New 6, I been trill since begin'
[Verse 2: A$AP Boli]
What I say to my haters?
I'm like Ye and Alyssa, hate never seemed to phase them
And they've said things that
I could never come back from, but they still major
I won't ever give up the fight
'Cause to do that would prove all the haters right
Like Drake, they want Free Smoke, More Life
Want a seat at the table, but ain't got an invite
I'm gon' make it in the game, the way I spit, for real, bruh
I can almost taste the day when I sell out arenas
Get that right, rap like Wayne, but I sing like Drake
Or I'm singin' like I'm Akon, rappin' like Kanye
Somethin' in the game you haven't seen
Since Yeezy came up in '03
Or since Drizzy came out Degrassi
Or since Cash Money signed Weezy
They boxed me in, but I'm a different breed
I ain't JAY-Z 'cause I rap and sing
I ain't JB, got my own thing
Apart from cookie-cutters they put me in (fast)
Now I got your forward thinkin' up, I got the makin' of
A legend, think I may be nuts, just call me macadamia
I'm doin' stuff that they all thinkin' of, I'm spittin' angry stuff
I think I'm rappin' with the cadence of the rap Canadian (faster)
This really happened, not cappin'
I'm either rappin' or stackin'
Got me killin' every verse, just to show you I'm lappin'
All the application flexers and the people who trashin'
On my style, they sayin' it embodies the basicness
You cannot even cater to all the people who hate on you
If you do that, they one-up on you, and claim that they won on you
Can't even try stuntin' to all the people who front on you
Gotta keep it in front of you, can't look back or you hope to lose (slow down)
I can't say where I'll be in 10 years, if they'll still hate me
But I can say where I'll be if I let it overtake me
[Chorus: A$AP Boli]
It's really goin' down in the New Dirty South
New 6, I been trill since begin'
It-it-it's really goin' down in the New Dirty South
New 6, I been trill since begin'