[Intro]

Put me in a box, they must have forgotten how i’m scoring with the rock

Got it with the lock, threw away the key

But my number on the phone, and they never gon' delete

If you talking that shit better sit down, how many fake fans man I need a recount

Y’all gon' get the beat down, bumping to a beast now

Bitch tell me who the fucking king now? (Woo)

[Verse 1]

Name list for the hunt now

I just wanna load up the chopper and let the gun blaw

When I’m talking bout a gun, i’m talking metaphorically

You fornicating with my rap name, like every 4 weekly

Question your intention like maybe you need a second

To tell me how good that dick feel, oh you need a refill?

Wanna see the kid fail, head on to my bio

So you could drop me an email, don’t forget the details

And they tryna cop my new shit in the retail

Won’t even touch yours in the big sale or the resale

A. Brizzy, i’m kind of a big deal, all the love they been showing never seemed real

Them motherfuckers be hitting up every female

And the other bunch, they envy how I can eat well

Why you acting like a child? You can’t even sit still

Take you to McDonalds and buy you the kids meal (ayy)

Why they so iffy?

Gotta prove to the city

Right about now, I know who fucking with me

By the end of this record, gon' tell me they kidding

That Joyner and Tory shit shifted my focus

Since the first remix I said i’m the coldest

Been on the other shit just to do what’s more important

Now i’m back on this rap shit, i’m fully locked and loaded

Tryna be a better me, I do this till the end of me

Now they try befriending me, and tell me they a fan of me

I got all the energy to murder all my enemies

Don’t tell me who’s ahead of me, i’m deep inside reality

Now I got the sauce, I been cooking up the recipe

I’m my own boss, now i’m looking like the center piece

Mentally, let me be, I don’t need the Hennessy

I know who the baddest be, tryna build a legacy

Pedal to the metal, know that i’m the fellow

Take your baby boo, imma make the bed rattle

Get off your high horse, and don’t forget the saddle

Ain’t even a battle, imma wolf, you a cattle

Filled up wit hubris, i’m back on my bullshit

I’m bringing the nuisance, no fuck bout your two cents

Never smoke but I give it all free

Whatever I mentioned, you can put it on me

“Privileged” on my Diesel jacket

Remember when they said that you were lacking

They ain’t know you like that, disrespecting your craft

Said you got it out of nothing like it’s magic

Can’t call me a sellout, we stay with our mama

I’m just doing my best to give my fam more options

Been too quiet, tryna swerve all drama

Guess it’s time to speak up when they talk with no logic (Sheesh)