[Hook x4]
My flow is so fucking fluid you n***as could never do it don't even try to pursue it this is my fuckin' maneuver

[Verse 1: Durand]
I'ma make a mark in the game without a free stamp
Chasing my dreams harder than Meeks camp
These internet n***as always goin' on deep rants
They ready to blow anytime like a cheap amp

You n***as been fakers
Cuff yo' chick i'ma chin chaser
My mouth piece so cold i can pull yo' bitch wit' no shirt shoes or socks in Vegas
While I'm rockin' some wind breakers

And you bitches these days ain't shit willin' to twerk and flex
Grab a dick slurp and sex
Go to the hospital claim that you hurt yo' neck
Just to try and get 'em to give you some percocets

Fuck you and yo' feelings
I'ma independent menace
And I'ma keep murderin' everybody until I'm handed a sentence
A muthafucka this nice on the beat is more rare than seeing n***as play tennis

I ain't settlin' you couldn't calm me with a sedative
Too far ahead of every competitor
I'll go kamikaze and self destruct like the predator
So bring forth the n***as who think they better than and we can settle it
I just wanna make every bitch that I've ever fucked salty
That she ain't have a kid by me
Pretty soon I'll be taking trips from Ohio to Hollywood up to NYC

But that'll prolly never happen cuz I ain't willin' to sell out, to sell out
And most these n***as sold they soul to sell what they sold
So if that's what it takes to go gold
I guess I'ma stay broke

So now you know my shit is so fire
Next time before you push play you gonna need to take yo' hand and cover it with an oven mitt
I be killin' shit for the fuck of it
My people can't get enough of it

[Hook x4]
My flow is so fucking fluid you n***as could never do it don't even try to pursue it this is my fuckin' maneuver

[Verse 2: Kaaoz]

Never in my life have I ever been questioned
In my own section for steppin' reckless
I'm known to get a muthafucka with a weapon
So even if I was, do you think they wanna test that?

NO, WHY? I'm a man, I'ma stand on my own
Got a job & I be workin' my hands to the bone
With a miner's mentality: breakin' a boulder down to stones... I'ma get it on my own, you can bet that
Black Sheep of the family
Always breakin' a rule if you givin' me the chance to
But until you get the chance to slip on my damn boot
You'd better realize, you get what life hands you

And I wasn't handed shit - had to work, had to grind, had to hustle
Never had a problem showin' muthafuckas I can muscle
Anything I want up out 'em, in the middle of a drought
I never went without, lookin' like a damn fool with nothin'

Shapin' the game, makin' a name for myself: KAAOZ...
Say it again: SAY WHAT?! SAY IT AGAIN: KAAOZ
Get on my level for you talk about me however
But don't get to runnin' when I get the double...
You don't want it for real...

You just wanna talk to me
About collaboratin' with you on a song for free
Talkin' about your "money problems," tell it ALL to me
For rappin' 'bout "bein' real," you bein' false with me

Fake ass muthafuckas, dog, beware of them bitches
Their characteristics are that of someone scared with a pistol
And when they die I bet everybody even barely'll miss em
Like the burn of gonorrhea while you sittin' to piss, bitch?
You can't maneuver like I can maneuver
It's a vicious systematic rhythm so simple YOU overdo it
I'm skippin' right over you cuz your music is fuckin' ruined
Hearin' you got me feelin' my respect is overdue
But Still

[Hook x4]
My flow is so fucking fluid you n***as could never do it don't even try to pursue it this is my fuckin' maneuver