Switch - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Fabvl]

Yeah, got me so fucked up, I see y'all talking on the day to day

Bunch of people want to play pretend about to fade away

I stay humble, but y'all make me wanna speak in crazy ways

Blame the system, blame somebody else, your shit just ain't the same

Yeah, fuck a bar, sit down, let me speak to you in facts

Truth is, nowadays I'm not really one to rap

And truth is, one feature I could put you on the map

But truth is, everything you're on really goes

I'm not playing, it's not about ego

There's just things on top of the steeple, switch up latе, so murder that equal

Y'all ain't equals, nah, onе more cypher, rinse and repeat those

I just cared, y'all made me look evil, time went by and they skip when they see those, yeah

I swear on the Bible, we are not rivals, this is for good

I want you to win, I feel like we're kin, they misunderstood

But if you hit me with the low blow, I can promise you, that's a no no

I'mma have to call my man Todo and it's

[Chorus: Daddyphatsnaps]

All we do is number one, switch

Still hit number one bitch

At the top of the top pick

Either one number one shit

Put a man on the map quick

Or body bagged in the back, sit

Got the bag in the back, split

Anyone in the path rip

[Verse 2: Daddyphatsnaps]

Me and brodie on the scene, two of us on a team, oh no

Twenty three in twenty three, think you gon' get a ring, oh no

Already Sistine, what's another sixteen? Oh no

Why they both on a stream? Leave some hoes for the scene, no no

Clap clap, it's a wrap wrap

When I rap rap, it's a wrap wrap

Do the rap track and the back track

All that smack talk, then they'll back track

When the next come, run the track back

And when that's that, leave a PS

So your friends know that it's Phatsnaps

I'm different with it, yuh

I just want to get it popping

I been feeling locked up, but I ain't ever been this locked in

Same ops still optin', so you leave me no option

That's why I gotta talk big, so they see you all optics

Ops ticked round the clock, I make a move, they all watch it

Say their money got legs, leg day - they ain't squatting

Tall tales on their pockets, small bills in their wallets

Really should have seen it coming, 'specially 'cause I stay with the profits, woah

Me and my day one going grade one, don't believe it, then they dumb

'Cause everyone's tongue lash 'till they feint blood, get to hitting there, taste buds

And now I'm in your lane, and your line off, so I clip you to shape up

Thought you a boss, but in a pinch everybody gotta wake up

Wake up, wake up

Iso, face up

I don't care if

I go lay up

Ain't a cadence

I won't make up

May go mime

Run

Now I gotta set the pace

How you gonna hurdle me? A man that you have yet to race

Your face pressed against them gates, sidelines where the rest of them wait

I'll know that when I see it, I'll accept my fate, 'till then, all that's left to say is