[Verse 1: JL]

Maybe I'm misinterpreted maybe I'm undeservin

But I never asked for any respect

I quietly earn it, quiet the critics

Buy it and list the giant was forming

Denying this now was dumb

See the sides of the shit is shortened

Inside of em numb

Lack of recognition isn't important, when I am the one

Check with an intention to get much more than the average crumb

Low cal frowning I'm done, no bow down when I come

Time mine hating is run down my mating

You bums time bomb waiting

I'm done with it, leave this spittage insane

Or leaving ain't gon get it

In the city of sins since winner I'm since bigger

Consider it a hand that deliver resent

Bitter a bit but then it hit

Big winner suddenly you the shit

This ride too full, sign up on your dick

Inside true fool try not to forget

Where you started and the niggas you started it with

[Chorus: Nesto The Owner]

This shit is blasphemy

Which one of you niggas would pass for me

Wait I just have to see

I always hear you what you ask of me

So how the hell you gon be mad at me

Just wait till I'm gone (wait)

You gon run me back (wait)

You gon run it back

[Verse 2: Nesto The Owner]

They say that I changed up cause I don't wear the same stuff

And I'm new to the suburbs and I don't come back to hang much

I'm the man in the city and telling niggas I came up

On the stage with celebrities every week was the same stuff

Opened for 50 and the Lunatics in the same months

A couple months prior was Wiz Khalifa you lame fucks

Hate it cause J Cole and Tecca Ninna both let me rock they arenas

On my penis and I ain't seen a million like Christina

Wow, funny how niggas hating me now

And I ain't even have the chance to open the game like a cow

I'm just switching up the style

We the shit like a bow

Movement the flow is stupid I picture it with the doctor mound

Plus I had me a child still I rep for the town

Through me KC and Philly is connected like unibrows

Woah now, even homies turned on me that's a fact

Even with Instagram, I didn't picture that

[Chorus: Nesto The Owner]

This shit is blasphemy

Which one of you niggas would pass for me

Wait I just have to see

I always hear you what you ask of me

So how the hell you gon be mad at me

Just wait till I'm gone (wait)

You gon run me back (wait)

You gon run it back

[Verse 3: Marley Young]

Truthfully indeed I've always been the shit since Emmitt Smith

Sparring trading bars with the whole B. Hood clique

I go back with all them negroes since dopeboys was our heroes

But like Leos being broke won't feed a room for these egos

Never let some CDs sell a ringtone

Break the ring finger to the marriage of the street code that we on

Let bygones be bygones

Can't think of nothing but Zoo gone

Feeling like I gotta do something every time I throw Mr. Cool on

Other side of the pillow still riding down for my niggas

And we niggas and I just talkin bullshit in these writtens

Damn that shit'll be blasphemy if you ask me

Cause ill blast a nigga if you ask me

If your last name got hit em gang

You rep the shit that I'm messing with

And not jeffin like new niggas is

Cause back then it was innocent

We really knew who was who and then

Damn I just had an epiphany

Thinking this lil verse on the scripture my nigga sent to me

Its blasphemy

[Chorus: Nesto The Owner]

This shit is blasphemy

Which one of you niggas would pass for me

Wait I just have to see

I always hear you what you ask of me

So how the hell you gon be mad at me

Just wait till I'm gone (wait)

You gon run me back (wait)

You gon run it back