[Intro]
Yeah
Huh, look
Uh what?
What? What?
What? What?
What? What?
What? What?
Yeah vibe Discord
That's reality

[Verse 1]
Yeah, look huh
I'm on my Hip-Hop shit
Got a lot of my chest
And invested in this pen
So these struggles can check 'em
Hear 'em talking like, "They really want war with them"
Truth of the matter see me getting bored with 'em
Bring a pillow to the stage
Snore n***a coroner at the door
When they ignore 'em you with more get 'em
I don't give a fuck how you feel
Lord with 'em, Lord willing
Your critics be the jury to thе murder
Y'all getting, y'all witness
Hеar that they fear that I'm next-up
Off the chain on this mic, off this bike and get your shit took
Debo we know catch me out flowing like Nemo
Secure moves got my people's looking through peephole's
With peep hoe n***as get a plate out and still want more n***as
Keep a Tommy on 'em
Just in case they go ghost n***as
We on that I'm your fucking problem and you know that
Wrong time for you hoes of the past
With the feelin's that you suddenly try to hold back
Huh? Yeah
Woah, woah
Woah look
[Bridge]
Nah fuck it dawg I'ma go for another minute
Can't listen to nothing that 'Yonce says
Ye let 'em finish
Hol' up, huh?
Hol' up, I don't bap

[Verse 2]
Y'all be tripping cyber bully shit I ain't with it
I been committed to getting this paper
To doubles the triple digits n***as wow me
Y'all might be better off where the crowd be
I be on that belly shit I'm outty
Did in a week, did a thousand
See these words they creating power
No subs but the subs grewing really by the hour
Yeah I'm bragging for the Hell of it
Y'all can make a motherfucker relevant
Now hoe n***as celebent
Fucking with the wrong one
Hit the lyrical gym 'fore his mans gon' really have to carry 'em
Pop-pop burried him
Like my pops did to my last name
Or his wife when he went and married her
Y'all read scripts yo, you's a character
I ain't have to rap fast to go embarass ya
2K my n***a it's touché my n***a
Haha