Released on November 8, 2016

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[Verse 1]

Two tone—represent (damn right)

Came through with a mic and a check (okay!)

Looks like I might be back, I might be back

I might be back, yeah

No doubt with that (okay)

Came back fresh, win a house from that (okay)

They paid racks for that

Back to back, just another nut to crack

Yeah, E-Dub, they call me that 'cause my first name and my surname (okay)

Nom de plumes are like plumes that smoke in that they linger longer than the big flames (okay)

I've been known to do, I've been known to do

I've been known to do big things

Age 12, had "Ready to Die" on repeat, no big change

I go, I go hard as fuck

Good God, I'm charging up

I'm up on Amazon like, "Fuck it, all these Targets suck" (they suck)

I'm optimum with prime until he turns to garbage trucks

And dumps out like kung-pow

No turn down, just turn up!

I got a really really big heart

I got a really really big... (huh!)

And when it comes to growling, I don't mess around with

My bite's as bad as my bark

Motherfucker, I been dope from the start

I-I-I start dope from the bin

Got a team full of FPS shooters

So who you think is gon' win?

Motherfucker, I...


[Chorus]

Follow them breadcrumbs

We leave them to teach some

Each one will speak without preachin' to be one

Keep your eyes open

Approach each new season

With hope that the ghosts from our past heed our reason (woo!)


[Verse 2]

Monopolize, hypothesize

I got to ride, those people died

Peace inside, no mix supplies

No need to weep, you gon' feed the fire

Beast alive, no need to lie

Just heed the fire, lead the fire

Y'all need the heat, y'all choose to weep

And y'all keep the peace in like a pizza pie-ah

I mean, preach the pious, reach survivors

Got a four-fifths slang that'll eat papyrus!

Gonna cop a chopper so big

Motherfuckers can't reach me with the Zika virus!

And this ain't a game

Why be a God when you can be a king? (okay)

At least a king's a real thing

'Bout to take some names and then fuck the whole game up


[Bridge]

I venture to say that my soul is intact still

That's not to say that our future's not fragile

I live in this place between lithium and natural (lithium and natural)

Don't like the taste though

I won't swallow that pill


[Verse 3]

I pop pills; pills I pop

Pop two pills; on stilts I walk

Fuckboys outlined in chalk

Can't fuck with the Incredible Hulk, huh!

The incredible G.O.A.T

No time left, the indelible vote

Better make the choice—and when you make the choice you better leave us a credible hope

I got sixteens for like 4k

No divorces, no wonder age

Rippin' verses for a fickle purpose

Just get to work, do what the horse said

Top back, no horseplay, my forte, no poor taste

I stay in that one spot

Keep cool in fourth place, motherfucker!