Why you back there smilin'?

[Verse 1: Mark Battles]
We can go our separate ways, cause i can't be no slave
Refuse to play it safe, get played or go get paid
Success or give me death, imma take that to the grave, uhuh
Money to be made uhuh, your shine be throwing shade
Ay
I got the light again
Stop, or get yo shit popped like a Vicodin
I fight to win, he trashed off gas like hydrogen
The high cut in, I'm self made bitch my life a win
Don't fuck with none of y'all
I'm like a bitch in heat, cause I'm coming dog
And I done lapped these n***as twice so I can fuckin' jog
Don't do nothin' small, big shit I might crush 'em all
Ah

They gon' know my name
You gon' know my name
Ay
They gon' know my name
(Let's go)
Ay, ay, ay
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
I bet you they know my name
Everything I spit is [?]
I'm not the same Jarren from back in the day
Had to level up on 'em a whole lot done changed
No peace in the street n***as blow out your brains
Isn't for sale, just can't roll out the game
Practice your craft n***a go out and train
Barcelona Benton showed out in Spain
Cut from different cloths, no not the same
As these fuck n***as hoein' they soul out for fame
I'm on they head like they growin' out bangs
Clean up the street chopper mowin' down gangs
Schizophrenic n***a, no I'm not sane
If you know then you know, I ain't gotta explain
It's always your own n***a's plot it's a shame
Once you off of the top like we droppin' from planes
Picture that, tell me th'ain't sum you never thought of
A.T Alien, I got the tomahawk chopper
Slide back drop ya, rats stay co-op(a)
Waitin' with the law the lawyer breakin' down offers
The fuck is they smokin' they blowin' that strain
They target the god but don't know how to aim
Brass Knuckle Benton back at it with Battles
The nerves of you bitches, don't know our names
They gon' know my name
You gon' know my name
Ay
They gon' know my name
Ay, ay

[Verse 3: E. Netty]
My introduction
Hello, good morning, good evening
Oh you ain't heard of me, people been sleepin'
If I said I rapped then you wouldn't believe it
If you were to see me I'm lookin' so beaky
I know how it looks, looks be deceivin'
Like who is this white boy, this cracker, this Wheat Thin
I say I'm formally unknown as Ethan, but look
Now y'all gon' know me by a fake name
E. Netty now, 'bout time that the day came
Before they didn't see me, John Cena with the chain game
Workin' 9-5 bout time for a vacay
Better yet, time for a payday
Insane, all the lames thinkin' we in the same lane
I came for the fame, better get out the way
Me and the boys in our prime running through you like a train
So vacate, get out my face
Give me my 10 feet, back the hell out my space
I'm in my 20s with a dream that I'm tryin' to chase
And I ain't fallin' for the schemes people tryin' to play
I ain't fallin' for the mind games
They don't want the headache or the migraine
I'ma go ahead and do it my way
Man, I be getting high like Friday
Till my eyes dilate
Helps when I'm tryna write rhymes in a time frame
I got no time to be sittin' there parked in the driveway
[?]
I wanna be the one you bumpin' in the whip so loud make the speaker go vibrate
And after the track only thing I can ask is "do the people know my name?"
My name
They gon' know my name
You gon' know my name
Ay
They gon' know my name