Confirmation - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Been a rap nerd since day one

All my niggas say do or die

Work her body like a 9 to 5

In a booth with a suit and tie

Touching kids like pedophile

All my niggas say do or die

Toasting life to the same nights

2020 I’mma shine bright

Under sun

I’m one the sons

Say something stupid they take out gun

Getting my money, I’m making my run

I’m doing me and I’m having my fun

Some of niggas are doing it dumb

She fuckin' nasty she sucking my thumb

I like them kinky She gave me her tongue

Said it on records You know that it’s done

Cole world call me dream catcher

22 living like bachelor

Fuck the rumors nigga check my stature

Playing ball Knowing I’mma catch it

Pro tools got the speakers banging

Bragging rights and my balls Sagging

Calling out the bully School in session I’m just pushing harder Just to make it now they keeping up

I got my own Kardashian they just n***** out here never fucking rapping

[Dialogue]

[Verse 2]

Revenge of the dreamer I’m back at it

They want me for shows now that serious

Missing out the halo we the biggest sinners

Type nigga that’ll eat your girl for dinner

Niggas feel my presence when I’m in the building

Miss the days when I was hanging out dillion

Flowing sick I need a fuckin' Penicillin

Independent artist with a shady budget

Got them haters tripping and am just Beginning

Never stop until I see my niggas Wining

Roll it up and smoke it up until it reaches the fuckin' ceiling

Ghost of Machiavelli cause I’m not forgiving

Fake my death until it's resurrection season

3 days for you niggas

Finalize your deeds in a minute Because when back at it

I’m back for a killing

[Chorus]

Conﬁrmation

Conﬁrmation with the music

Studio set up where we're going, we recording

Conﬁrmation

Conﬁrmation told me I could never do it

Studio where go I’m still improving

Conﬁrmation

[Verse 3]

I’m telling you now

I’mma take over the crown

If me and my niggas are signing a deal it’s 200 Ms

They’re hating me now

Taking shots online

They’re Poppin’ that xeny

They’re sniffing the dingy Ngibaphathisa kanda

Feeling their feelings bakhalela phansi

The rappers are singing babaleka intwana

Waiting for that gold like a kaizer chief’s fan I told these nigga don’t count me out

I just smoked a J, nigga I’m high of these notes

How could you call a pussy nigga my foe

Knock knock bring your house down

MIA ngathi yiGqom ntwana

I stack my money so tall that it calls tall ass shorty ntwana

I could fuck any hoe I want, bazong’shaya isandla njengom’ntwana weskolo

I’ve been waiting for so long

Now I finally got my rap stamp

I’m probably hotter than 90% of your favorites in the rap game

Yall not ready to face that

Fuck it man

I’m already here with a body bag and white coffin and an open grave for your favorites

Any rapper who says my name

Any rapper who fuckin' breaths the same air as the trap prince

I’mma get him nigga

Make your fans rap your diss track nigga

Bury you with a single verse nigga

Make your fans forget who you are nigga

Catch my breath as I kick your ass…. nigga

Make you wish you were never born, nigga

[Outro]

What now, what are they gonna do now

Shit we’re on fire nigga

Confirmation yeah!