[Verse: Dynasty]

Once again it be the ghost that gotta nigga to jump

I'm the nigga preaching hope & y'all related to Trump

& I don't really like to gloat but y'all be making me stunt

Sacrificing all my morals, y'all be making me bunt

Getting faded off the roc and now I'm rolling a blunt

Wonder how he keep it real & get the people to bump

Fuck if niggas wanna recognize the skill now

I got the fam, real fans & they still round

I know you thinking Ima slip but my grip so G. I

Fire from the lip, grab a clip like T. I

Gotta let it rip, that's a hit like B. I

Metaphors sick, I'm the shit, you could see why

Gimme the award, Rivera with the form

Pitching out the heat, this is the era of the storm

Thunderclap rap, under that mat

I'm the key, guarantee I gotta cover that track

It's bigger than a pun

A nigga havin fun

If rap is my religion, gotta kick it to a nun

Shittin on my lungs

That's a matter of tree

Light skin tellin Jimmy he ain't blacker than me

Harden after the 3

I be cookin it up

They be hearing the bars then they be lookin it up

Like nigga who in the fuck

This nigga dynasty's up?

How he shooting for the stars coming outta the tuck

Bout to knuckle the puck

I'm the mightiest duck

& that's word to Bombay, got a swagger like Russ

This ain't OKC

Nigga Do Re Mi

Keep the rhythm rather raw, word to ODB

Shout to Lox

Now replace that O, YOU gon get this work

You gon love this show