[Trellion]

I don’t wanna be the best but I am

I don’t wanna be this sweg, I just am

It’s really hard trying to not be the man, when I am

You wouldn’t understand

I don’t wanna be the best but I am

I don’t wanna be this sweg, I just am

Catch me kicking with the fam

DVL GANG DVL GANG GANG

Got lost in the sauce

Head to toe Gucci when I hopped in the Porsche {sweg}

Yeah, I got me some more

Tell the bitch suck my dick stop being a whore

Hey, peek through the blind, sea view is nice

Policemen will try, sweep them aside

Reach for the knife

Said I wouldn’t kill you but I secretly might

You think I won’t but I really will

Zero chill

Dude, Trell, you’re my hero still

I know, I know we’re so ill

I be in my zone can’t hear you no

You’re deluded if you think I can

You was tryna get a shoe-in

You never been the man, you’ve always been deluded

It’s like you try so hard just to be included

What the fuck you even doing?

Now school is in session {if I wanna be wack}

I'll ask you for the lesson

All you do is impressions

We all want attention but with you it's incessant

I think you lost sight of who you’re impressing

The thought of being like you is depressing

Tell you “Be cool, stop the stressin'”

But to you being cool's an obsession

Shit’s pathetic on a whole other level

We will never be the same bitch

I’m a rebel

You suck dick to get a medal

Try stepping to the gang, now you’re dancing with the devil

[Lee Scott]

I’m laughing but it’s no joke

I’m tryna cop a gold row boat that won't float

That doesn’t matter though look at it

Forget the love

I just do this for the fuck of it

Oi, shh! You button it

I just made some toast

You butter it (sweg)

Am I the shit? (yeah) just a bit

And another bit

I’m full of it

I haven’t moved a muscle but I’m running shit

Do I understand what I’m saying la?

Some of it, (most of it)

I’m 2Pac real

Every verse got that fresh new sock feel (Donnays!)

The mind boggles

The rap games got more futures than sci-fi novels

{What chu got?}

I’ve got a lot to say

For someone that hasn’t got a lot to say

Lee and Trell, the modern day Kid ‘n Play

I sprain my ankle tryna two-step then limp away

I was a pimp yesterdee

And I’m a pimp today

I spread your girl’s legs

They was in my way

Lost in the rain

Head to toe Mitre when I hopped on the train

Until I heard you rap I was on some

"We are all one in the same" {type shit}

Nah, fuck that, fuck that

No chance

We’re definitely very different