[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah I grew up in the South
Where them trillest n***as was about
Wasn't really banging YouTube, we knew about the boy from word of mouth
And I would judge you quick from who you sparring with
And I'll be spinning everyone I'm barring with
I'm just a road n***a that was good at rapping
Never knew about no artist shit
I'm tryna get my bars together
These punchlines got me clever
N***as in jail, n***as in school
Put a beat on, bar whenever
And I ain't new to this, look man I've been tough
Been rapping about getting dipped up
And busting in music never been us
Only n***a doing it my age was Chipmunk
But can I vent? Well let me vent
Like real shit with no disrespect
I love the game, I really love the game
And like bare n***as are heaven-sent
But I feel kinda out of place
Write bars, what a fucking waste
I don't mind, I don't care
'Cause I still got what it takes
Honestly man, honestly
Real shit man, honestly
Where are n***as that's like me?
Like with bars, really meant to be
Wait there, man can you see?
No negative energy
Game's changed, I ain't really changed
From bars into melodies
[Chorus]
But I'm a rapping mother fucker
Can really wrap a mother fucker
Like bar for bar, I'm in a different class
I mean I really rapping mother fucker

[Verse 2]
And my flow is mad
And I body any beat that's up for grabs
I can give it to you skippy when I spit it quite quick
With that trap trap in the bando type shit
Anyway you want it, have a way that I can give it to you
I move but I don't move much, I pivot
Look I just wanna make this killing
Without diluting man's mission
I'm different, it's bait I'm different
It burns me when I do a basic lyric
So I drop songs all aimless with it
'Cause they don't wanna hear when the pain is with it
But yo, yo man, yo, yo
Real shit man, yo, yo
Maybe a flow like this
It might just like, let me blow
What to do man, I don't know
Real shit man, I don't know
Maybe I should get rude
Like suck your mum you pussyhole
Or maybe I should just go and DM them like "Yo Cuz'"
You're getting bare views now, let's do a tune now you've blown up
No way, n***a fuck that, mmm mmm skip that
'Cause n***a I just don't want the views, na man, I want the impact
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm a rapping mother fucker
I can really wrap a mother fucker
And man know when you're a lifers
That you don't pree overnighters

[Verse 3]
I'd like a million views though they got them
And like Konan told me, don't watch them
But now they think that they levels
In any other world but this, man would box them
But shit's hard, I'm on a tough course
I'm tryna bust myself, I can't bust yours
And know you cannot take shortcuts
That's the reason why you get cut short
Just do your ting my n***a, do your ting
Get you bread 'cause I'm getting mine
And every hurdle that I'm coming to
Just means I'm closer to the finish line
But I've gotta show love though
Cah not everyone's faking
Giggs shouted out my ting
And we ain't even had a conversation
Charlie Sloth man, that's love
Shane, Mo Stack yeah that's cuz
ImJustBait won't even take
P's off me and that's love
In the game, look I'm in the game
Bitch, I'm tryna get racked up
Leave your pride in your bedroom
Don't get yourself all smacked up
Got a tour man, I've got a tour
Can't believe it, it's mad bro
And I got it from really rapping like
Really rapping like Asco
[Chorus]
And I'm a rapping mother fucker
I can really wrap a mother fucker
And if you don't like me
You can't like rapping mother fucker

[Verse 4]
Look I say rap but I mean bars
N***as know that I'm a grime yout'
Only a couple n***as in the game
That be really shelling like I do
First thing's first, everyone from the 7
And the claptown is wavy, check
Giggs, check, Avelino, check
Wretch, Ghetts, Chip, check
Dave, check, CS, check
Little Torment, check, Mist, check
Clue, check, Dutch, check
Koke, Tion, Bow check
Abra, Yungen, Tobz, check
Who else is man forgetting?
Joe Black's wavy
But we know there's only one underrated legend
AR, Scrapz, AJ, Bugzy, Nines
You can't forget the dudes
And if I never said your name
You sing your shit or I couldn't remember you
Look bar man, look I'mm a barman
And honestly you can't blame man
Coz rudeboy, I'm from the South side
That's how the roadside G's dem made man
I be with CJ one hundred
And they love the kid becah I'm so raw
Manny, Birmingham or London
My n***a get a ticket to my tour man