[Hook]

Ok, giddy-up

Spurs in my flank, turn my city up

If it's a battle royale, I'm the last one down

'Cause I was made for it, pretty much

I was in the studio when you were elementary

I gotta couple old personas and they dead to me

No shade, leave 'em in the dust

Cause I was made for it, pretty much

[Verse]

You can say what you say, I ain't stressing about

And if I threw shade, I was messing around

You can sit back, learn a lesson or two

Let myself flex when I get in the mood

Let myself breathе, I don't need any feedback

Blowing off steam, made my city a heatmap

Strеss up on me, so I made it a rap

And even the artwork slap, show em how to complete that

I'm still diesel, coming out blazing

Demons in the prose and I make it look amazing

People in my scene tryna sign for some green

Demise of a dream

What a time, why you racing?

Slow it down w the alacrity

Focus on the craft, get to know the local faculty

Patient what you have to be

If you did it for the gram, or some fans

Then I think you did it backwardly

[Bridge]

Let the porcine fly before I give it up

I impart my vibe with just a little touch

If it's 905, it's no hate

But you stay up out my lane or I'm making you migrate

No shade, leave 'em in the dust

Cause I was made for it, pretty much

[Chorus]

Ok, giddy-up

Spurs in my flank, turn my city up

If it's a battle royale, I'm the last one down

'Cause I was made for it, pretty much

I was in the studio when you were elementary

I gotta couple old personas and they dead to me

No shade, leave 'em in the dust

Cause I was made for it, pretty much