Don't any MC who wrote bars for me

I say: true say, same shit but a new day

New wave, new craze

I've got the cosine flow, so wavey

I won't get signed, oh well, I get payed

And you don't get made like a watery gravy

But I'm not a Davy Jones be a watery grave

With the broth and the bones

Won't be postponed

Send a man back home

Lock and... (inhale click click bang bang)

I'll aim for the throne

Like data you roam

Ever see you alone

Judo, get thrown

Succeed, I run fast

I told you before

So I don't wanna see BT telling me

That I need fiber-optic

I already copped it

Boy better watch it

On top of my yard

Check the stats, I make tracks that are hard

Best believe that I used to use Mixcraft (what)

Time went past so fast

And inevitably Sidney went to Garage

Band

Get banged by the beat

You can't berate the haters

Still rate, they beat and delete to my beat

OG, chef beat eggs

(I beat all the dregs)

Grime mountain is still going

(You heard what I said)

My sound is unique yeah

(Put man to bed)

My bars are all peak yeah

I'm peak like it's steep like it's price inelastic

(Leave him for dead)

My disses are peak just like how you're a spastic

(Hit him in the head)

Your Mrs con migo

Bon cal (?) like burrito

(My man make you see red)

My head to the feet if she bringing the heat

She bringing the heat

She bringing the, bringing the

Aha, aha

She bringing the, bringing the

When I say my bars are mad

It's like receiving head from your biological dad

(Yeah Ashraf)

In four years, I'll be 21, they'll call me

21 Savage

You man are low on my radar like cabbage

You man are poor unlike 21 Savage

(B in my name!)

I won from before

Sperm to the egg, it was far from the draw

Your genetics are poor

Final verse sounding worse than the first

Groundhog day was the day of my birth

And I put my curse upon Planet Earth

To unearth one four to make sense

When 50 cent said 'go shawty'

I was in the club, spitting on the dub

While you H2 I was in a pub

Drinking

I was all grown up

Got gains like the planes in the two towers

I was all blown up, balloon

That buffoon is me

Tarzan, I was swinging from trees

That's right King of the Jungle

Man-a-man eat you up like apple crumble

Somebody hashtag George of the Jungle

Tell that boy that I met his uncle