[Verse]

Can I get a little privacy

I’m tryna chill, but u messin' up the vibe you see

I’m tryna have a good night, but I can’t do that

When you’re all on my back like a spider

Anything I say they say it back like recital

What the fuck do I know?

I am just a child though

You are just an obstacle to my growth

Turnin' toxic such a waste

But that’s just how it goes sometimes

Just say it to my fucking face

If you decide you're done with me

The two things that I hate the most in life

Are liars and fakes

And you're both, so good day

Get the fuck, out my face

I cremate, this whole place

Cause these flames, are hol-ay

Like Belmonts, In Dracula’s castle

I whip somebody talkin' shit and then we’ll see if they babble

I’m always ready to battle

You always poised to retreat

You making mid the beats I’m making

Got these boys on they feet

So best believe nobody steppin' to me

(Come on!)

You fools are copy cats

Make out with my baseball bat

Like I had a little cap

And strip-ed shirt up on my back

(Okay), okay

Sip rosé, champagne

We don’t play, obey

We don’t lose, no way

[Hook]

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

(I said)

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

(I said)

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

I'm tryna have a good night, but I can't do that

When you're all on my back like a spider

(Come on!)

[Verse]

You can Call me

IvX the wordsmith

Working with all these verses like

Metal inside a furnace

Smoothing out all the burrs with these

Blessings that I been cursed with

Talent cannot be purchased but

Foolish people are searching

The money you’ve earned is worthless, I'm...

Shifting my flow like shifting tectonic plates

An earthquake, tearing down idols from all the seismic waves

Ya leg shakes from the tremors that come from underneath

Step in the Death Cab, bitch I'ma give you crooked teeth

Never took a helping hand cause one was never stretched out

Never take a handout so I never have regrets now

Hit em with the Ken Combo, east coast no Street Fighter

Bitches try to drag me down I never fall cause we higher

We flyer, we climbers

Y’all should prolly' retire

I ain’t going nowhere

Too much energy to be tired

Hotel suite in the city singing Amazing Grace

I know I’ll reach the top cause my heart is in an amazing place

[Hook]

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

(I said)

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

(I said)

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

I'm tryna have a good night, but I can't do that

When you're all on my back like a spider

Can I get a little privacy? I'm-can I, (can I, can I, can I, can I)

Can I get a little privacy? I'm-can I, (can I, can I, can I, can I)

Can I get a little privacy?

I'm tryna chill, but you messin' up the vibe you see

I'm tryna have a good night, but I can't do that

When you're all on my back like a spider (spider)