(Verse 1 - NJaded)

Yeah

Got no licence so the only way I’m driving is to the hoop

Never really trying, I even look casual in a suit

If you down the road you better take a different avenue

Bring a different attitude, in the lane I take charge in magnitude

I don’t really care how you feel

I’m not Logan Paul I’m not trying to appeal

I’m just keep it real

Because of the way I drop bars, you could call me man of steel

Even my singles are meals

How that feel (Yeah)

Call me Peter Pan cause I’m a lost boy in the clouds and I Never land

And really wanna end Jaded, you know that be on brand

I’m Finally in command

I finally feel like I can

Ask Alex if this is Grand

I’ve got issues like my life’s a comic (Yeah)

Living all the virtues that is still the topic

Chilling like I’m in the tropics (What?)

I just need to redesign like I’m sonic

Yeah I’m on it

All of this writing led to me

I’m at every Instrumental’s eulogy

The game’s a platform for the community

But what’s the platform for the game yeah that’s unity

Feeling like a true M.C

You copying, I’m spitting fax, I’m doing me

With fluency

No truancy

I’m not stupid see

Yall cold you spit like two degrees

I’m fire, I Boil water when I sneeze

If I don’t like the beat I send it back like arteries

Now that proves that this music is a part of me

Uh Yeah

(Verse 2 - ALXCC)

I take a step, the world shudders

I make an entrance, Boom, thunder

Not a one hit wonder, you’re the prey, I’m the hunter

You better pray I don’t find ya

Barge in like SWAT, shocking like a WATT

On the road to making the Dough, yeast, take my shot

I made the bread and it’ll make you wonder how the fuck did I do it

I worked hard, now you see me going to get lit

Bitch, I went off and became a prince, like will smith

They talked some shit, they ain't use their main, they use their alternate

H A

This is business and this is what I pitch

You’re a bitch, twitch, Tourette synd

Sweet Anita in this, bitch hold my dick

In this game, I’m huge as shit

No disrespect Anita, love your content

Snapping words in my lyrics mimics

The tic like Tourette’s

I don’t know what’s going on in my head

But I’m content in the free style to

Unleash my inner beast, the inner freak

Snap, gonna streak, that shits in me

I’m incredible, they call me the freeze cause

I’m fucking suited...

Wait....where is my super suit... ahh shit

I’m prepared to roll over you fucks like a Boulder

I’ve changed a lot since I got older

My moves are a whole lot bolder

Guns outta the holster

Words of wisdom like the Dali lama cause when I spit, me to you bitch, I rap, so much harder

You can’t even get started, you fucking sputters

When I get shot at, I last

So much longer, I don’t even got body armour

All your shots dont penetrate deep enough for me to even bother

That’s the difference between you and me for starters

Haha aight cut