Wake up, take my knee and thank God

He told me proceed wit these bars

They can’t fuck wit me im too hard

Cuz I spit authentically and they fraud

A lot nigga talkin bout holdin weight

And imaginary guns that they hold and spray

And you got all the hoes ok

That’s more cap than when Klay came back down to Golden State

Please… I’m sicka niggas

A Covid test couldn’t find you a sicka nigga

Need a shoe contract for the way that I kick it nigga

Foot on necks cuz I’m tryna see Jigga figures

And I ain’t got the time to argue wit bitter niggas

Got my mind on them digits nigga

So you know I’m here shootin my shot

Imma empty out the clip whether I’m losin or not

Tony Montana, bandana, deuce in my socks

That was, the old days, before I rеalined my vision

Got my shit together Thеn I redefined my mission

Realized & listened… Switched my postion

Ain’t involved in nothin to have me aligned with prison

Uh, I tell my young niggas tighten up

It’s rugged in this world when ya skin ain’t light enough

Try say you ain’t bright enough

It’s yo style but you ain’t hype enough

But yall don’t hear me

Like pastors in black churches

Im that certain… I wrap, turbin

I’m the gawd of these rap verses

I blackout like black curtains

Ya flow boring and you lack purpose

That’s why I got you Niggas lapped in this muthafuckin Rap Circus

Hearses, that’s what you think of when see me on the track

No ceilings, feel like weezy on the track

This is thug motivation feel like Jeezy on the track

So even if I slack, im still illa than yall

Every bar dope, no filler involved

You niggas only relevant cuz the industry soft

Shit Everybody kills, till a real killers involved

Same time still give em the sauce

Probably why I’m Gettin top like my ceilin is off

And nah ain’t No feelings involved

I’m the young Wilt chamberlain, all I do is fuck bitches & ball

Word to banks, I got money in the bank

I remember times it wasn’t sunny in the bank

No Money feelin like a dummy in the bank

Now im laughing at shit that ain’t even funny in the bank

Cuz the conversation different when you winnin

Everybody in ya face grinnin

That’s a gift and a curse at the same time

Cuz everybody around you want the same shine

Sheesh.. life is a bitch

So im usually on a island somewhere lightin a spliff

Droppin ashes on the paper while I’m writing this shit

It’s kinda crazy how this verse is enlightening shit