Classic Man - Intellectual

[Verse: Chip]

I'm a good guy, why these niggas wanna kill me?

I love my own bars, I don't give a fuck if you feel me

There was wine at the last supper, drinking don't kill me

I've got weed, alcohol and the holy spirit in me

Always ask me where I'm going, I don't know but I'm spazzing

I do rap, I do grime, I've got tekkers, I can balance

Yo, miss me with the muscle man ting, I can't stand it

Lyrically I will shake the protein out these rappers

Look, niggas get the sports confused, I can't stand it

This is rapping, this ain't benching, raise the bar, you won't balance

Classic man, I don't copycat, I can't stand 'em

If you ain't from Atlanta and you rapping, why you dabbing?

Ayy, I just say the things everybody's shook to say

And if you don't like the truth, I guess you won't like my tape

Turn me off, I don't care, ten years, still here

One pen, no fear, let's get one ting clear

I'm a classic man

You can be mean when you look this clean

I'm a classic man

Calling on me like a young OG

I'm a classic man

Your needs get met by the street, elegant

Old fashioned man

Yeah baby, I'm a classic man

I burn through-

Ayy, I beg you play my favourite part of the song please, fam

Yeah, that part

Even if she go away, even if she go away

I'm a classic man

You can be mean when you look this clean

I'm a classic man

Calling on me like a young OG

I'm a classic man...