[Verse]
See, I’m a motherfucking lyricist, bitches, they fearing us
Back in the day, they wasn't hearing this, now I’m the one who’s steering this
I’m self-driven, will he kill it? That’s a lyrical given
New school style, but the '90s is where my lyrics living
My flow is like another Earth, second nature
I disintegrate ya, migrate ya, then light-saber decapitate ya
In the beginning, they said it was fabricated, as soon as the numbers escalated
But these fuckers just mad that I made it
More chains than when a slave traded, check it
I’m under MCs' skin like muscle tissue, what’s the issue?
If you talking shit, then I'ma hit you
Grab a pistol, then whip you, then dip you in lava, ain’t no one ‘liver
Second I arrive, I murder it, no, you never heard of it
So sick, my lyrics, I don’t spit, I regurgitate them
As listeners chronologically study my words verbatim
Assassinate 'em, the second I raid them like five-0
We pull off the heist and flee to Cabo now
I mask emotions like a robbery
'Cause when it comes to matters of the heart, women will clog your arteries
Visionary, V’s up, RattPack
Young Sinatra, Maryland's what I'm reppin'
Conceal the flow behind the image like a murder weapon