Released on February 2, 2017

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[Verse]

Go get me my machete

He said he wanted to chop it up

Oh what, he wasn't ready?

I'm tryna chill, why they gotta test me

You ain't real, tell 'em bounce, 'cos he could never check me

Claiming best in my section, now I try to keep the peace

But hey wanna talk reckless

Say my name in vein, you get shot like [?]

No, I ain't promoting crime but trouble out to get me

Man, forgot it, we war ready

All of my weapons deadly

I feel like Nas in Belly

Medalions on my neck is heavy

Gold on gold like Phelps at the O-lympics

Limpin' through the city, I got pimp in my soul

Been nearing you, you near a mirror

I got the world at my toes

I'm the realest, crystal-clear, you just appear to be dope

Sensing fear, he far away but looking near through the scope

I blast 'em and go, spit it like his nose on blow, overdose

God sent, Moses flow

Part waters, dodge coppers, they will hang us by ropes

We got smarter, we was brought up, went palatinum and gold

What you think I rap for? To push a rat for a note?

Chase dollars, chase dollars, man that's all that we know

America you made a monster, broke into conscious

Look what money made of, we still picking for cotton

I ain't trippin', imma get it 'till I'm filthy, rotton

Where my kids' kids' kids' could cop glistening watches

Mixed designer, play shoes Gucci and Prada

Swimming aqua, wearing Louis V googles, build an empire

Them fire, worn 'em, you got 'em, gotta 'em too

It's nothing new 'cos dollars never a problem

That's the American Dream, right?

Beams light, teens flight, time shift

Chase my dreams 'cos being broke is a nightmare

Uh, those who great can relate

Drop a mixtape, so I don't ever have to move weight

Young Slim, bent brim, sippin' Hennessy straight

Stand still, feel the real

I said, don't move, wait, these dudes don't move weight

On God, that's what God thinks so what they say

I look these liers in their face, it's so stupid

They move a gram and now they Frank Lucas

Who hang with them gorillas and them shooters

Well round up the troops, 'cos you sparing with a Spartan in the dark

I'm playing lasertag with targets, see a mark and imma spark 'em (Blah)

Ya'll don't really wanna play, I got a team full of apes

We like [?], we ain't bothered if you die, you die today

This the theme song, Robin, I'm just meaning what I say

Or a warning shot, you bumbaclart's better back away

And watch what you say

If you really down to bang, come and put me in my grave

Seen you shooters where I stay, we can go to war today

But you can't spell attack without ATK

Queen city