Verse: C-Scripture

Coming from the bottom, I be rising from the same street

The same cat they never wanted blazing as an emcee

No radio shows, my bars heavy for those

They say I gotta tone it down like Freddie on flows

Come on (ha ha!)

I’m still hotter on the microphone

Petty with the flow, so the young’ins gotta ride along

This game got it figured out, I’m chasing for the numbers though

Going international, you ain’t gotta like me

Cause Malawi is what I’m routing for

Put ‘em on the map, like for real, yeah! They gotta know

We cooking up some hot beats, I’m king when we rock this

Ahead of my time, every verse that I write getting better with time

I’m like wine on the grind, getting better with time

I used to step up in the booth just to kick you a rhyme

And now I’m laid back, stay strapped, you feeling my rhymes

It’s every day, every day, man I’m aiming these bars

They don’t want me to shine dawg, I’m going for mines

I gotta make the paper, I don’t want your facades

You claiming you on top but these homies never buying

Without them other sources, man your music needs an IV

I’m nothing but a raw talent, tell your homie try me

I roll a thousand styles on you before I bring the calvary

Most underrated, debated they never play me

Put your favorite rapper on the line, if it ain’t me

Watch ‘em get bodied on the track by an A-list

He ain’t GD, he ain’t Marv, he ain’t Muna

Back up on your tracks cause your death is coming sooner

Still the realest emcee with bars like a luger

Adding up your top five, it’s me on your favorite list

Li with an emphasis, the first three I mentioned it

Put us on a track, you bring up the Pegasus

Pure in a raw form, bars that we’re known for

You ain’t got to correspond, the bars will find you where you at

I know you all listen even if you never say it out

One for the game where my homies got it playing out

Spokes where you at? We gotta teach ‘em how to rap

They don’t want me on their label so I had to start up mine

Sign my own deal, teach a young’in how to shine

Self-made I earn, I don’t need no hand out

That’s a real hustler! All niggas stand up!