For the ones that doubted me I’m on your ass

Like a hard seat middle school class

It ain’t hard see? Imma cruise past

On the high

We Put em on the dash

All the trauma drama let it come last

And the women come fast

Nigga got a lot of solid shottas and they got a task waiting for sta

Ticking time bomb

How I’m boutta blow

It don’t even show on the billboard

You’d think jay penske was a game player how he boutta keep saying uno

I did 2 shows

Never been to another performance

My form is immaculate I am a warrior

Touring the globe tryna find peace

Get my piece peacе now I feel euphoria

Cropping the hoes and thеy can’t even rap man at least lease flows like an old river

I am alone 2 days out the week so I beat beats booming don’t want more nigga

Just a side note

I’m an artist I feel like Picasso

I could do this lil shit wit my eyes closed

Niggas posing I thought they was models

Had a feeling you tryna be rivals

All you niggas is dead on arrival

I could put my right hand on the Bible

For what happens man I am not liable

I’m the man you could feel the bravado

With a black shirt Johnny bravo

Niggas be on crack like cobble

And they call me hurts you know why tho

Bunch of dead rappers and some dead rhymes

Make the ground shake nigga land slide

Niggas really ask about my ex

Man I felt like future at the same damn time

I don’t give a fuck about your damn sign

Less it’s queens niggas making hand signs

And I can sign up a whole damn store for inspire I’m a land mine

They tried to put me in a box nigga I am not cuban

Im from the city where they toting way more than a semi

And 17 38s leave you Wapped like fetty

You not 50 cent don’t try to be

You need a operation to deboggle my psychology

Philosophies of how to get an iced out chain

And somehow robbing your twin from another sec became fair game

This ain’t monopoly

I don’t know how most of these niggas think they are tied to me

Or tired of me

And you ain’t seen shit yet

Niggas brickin the face

Like Can I get my wrist back?

Always been the quiet type ain’t in to all that chit chat

I got anger pent up you really shouldn't Risk that

Patience little smaller than a tic tac

Kahnnie when he spitting against you it’s like a mismatch

Shooting at they toes like they coming after tic tac

Readjust the aim so I give them niggas slick backs

That’s big facts

Yo bitch mad

Oh my bad your nigga

I don’t feel sorry for stacking hill figures

I’m getting richer like tommy my nigga

They don’t get the words how the fuck he gone figure?

I been working on my ambiance nigga

Be a deer and swing the rock to the mister

Crazy how niggas try to watch my bucks

Until mil walk em you ain’t Giannis my nigga

You ain’t Giannis my nigga

Niggas ain’t Giannis