Released on October 30, 2020

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[Intro]

Can I?

Yeah, yeah


[Verse 1]

I so, I go, lyrically psycho

They don't really want it with Writer, it's a typo

Your wife know I'm ice cold, I'm the legend that the mic chose

I write flows that you could never compete with

Best kept, hard to tell it's a secret

Best dressed from my head to my sneakers

They might never release this

I been ready, they like "Hurry, I need it"

But I keep on getting better so it's never complеted

You better bеlieve it, all I need is me on the track list

This rap shit ain't really what it seem, it's a catfish

You got it backwards, you ever lay a finger on me

You gon' self-quarantine in the casket, I'm laughin'

'Cause we don't listen to you niggas, no, sir

Don't make me give it to you, Rudy Goldberg

Hoopin' over, you ain't considered underground

Because it won't work, it's cause you Joe Dirt, word

That's why you lames remain nameless

They try to blackball me but you can't contain greatness

My handle game dangerous, I blame the lames

Who you gang-gang with? Do anything to remain famous

It's your face favorite, watch what you say

'Cause you don't get it, you don't got it what it takes

I been a great but wait


[Chorus]

Am I late? Can I get a break?

Better late than never, can I set the record straight?

Can I? Can I get my rhythm back?

Can I finish showin' niggas how the hell you really rap?

Can I? Can y'all get it together?

If I'm better than everybody, can I get any better?

Can I? Can I? Can I?


[Verse 2]

I'm the truth, let one of you goofies come try me

I will park you anywhere like you Uzi Bugatti

I don't lose it, I proved it, I just done proven it's timely

Hunna with me like I'm shootin' Jumanji

You can find me in Harlem

With Giannis 'cause nobody can guard him

Know somebody then somebody should call him, four-one him

I apply the threat, let me catch you tryin' to flex

I will come and light your grill, now you model for Smile Direct

Child neglect, back with a message, please don't fuck with him

You cats disrespect, hope your team brung guns with him

Somebody tell his weak broad, come get him

He gassed, this electric in other words, I Elon Musk kill 'em

They like "Writer, when you battlin', son?"

Before I battle a bum, I will battle a bum, I'm bad as they come We'll have you mathematically done

It ain't a bag until I add up the one, you rappers dumb


[Chorus]

Am I late? Can I get a break?

Better late than never, can I set the record straight?

Can I? Can I get my rhythm back?

Can I finish showin' niggas how the hell you really rap?

Can I? Can y'all get it together?

If I'm better than everybody, can I get any better?

Can I? Can I? Can I?