[Intro: KeAndrell]

(Yo…) (Hey, hey, yeah!) (All…. Fly, AllFly, heyy)

(Yeah) {clears throat} (Yo…)

[Verse 1: KeAndrell]

Lex-town reppin'

Called up SJ for a second [to] tell that nigga I will never come second

As soon as I came

I got a lot of ambition, I didn't just pick it up like 5on5 games

Kentucky's finest, with this rhymin', bar slingin', no competition

I'm tryna tell em I'm coming but they don't wanna listen

Never stop the madness, these niggas lame

We just here to win the games like Peta & Katniss

Big cojones, I know I'm gon' pop, just hope it happens sooner

I started rapping as a junior

Teachers all in my notebook, looking for my notes cause I ain't paid attention

They found vulgar ass poems and then I got detention

But it's okay though, rapping everyday though

Graduated, ashamed of my GPA though

Lotta niggas hate though, got catfished by a bitch that lives in El Paso

Feelin like Mante Te'o, is that how his name go? (Yo)

I'm San Diego reppin'

Did that shit for Eddie, and everybody that's reppin' that in the cut, no machete

Droppin bars like, niggas drop soap in the prisons

No homo, no fuckin rainbow, no prisms

I'm just reppin' my state, Kentucky niggas, we ain't hillbilly though

I'm here for the dough, like a fat nigga that's tryna get cake

My hair long as shit, told myself that I ain't gon' cut it until the mixtape, Jay ritual tryna be great, (Look it up)

Chef Ke just cooking up, can you smell me?

You could probably sell me, to a deaf nigga with LV

Blessed to be this good at this, I don't really boast too much

Center of attention, I ain't really on the ropes too much

Been fucking the world, didn't know I was supposed to nut

But when I bust, yo, don't worry about it soaking up

Emcee, KY emcee, with a dream

A dream that I'mma be on the scene and the bitches scream

Yo, all the bitches gon' scream

I just stick to weed & liquor, never pills or codeine, (uhn)

Still ain't got my license, but I drive these hoes crazy

Ask my ex, ask my ex of my ex, - Ain't no doubt I'm the best

I be hearing rappers all around my city flowin'

It's my time to shine, like Lil' Kim when her titty showin'

(Yo..) Never too relaxed, always switching habitats

Like a kid with divorced mom & dad's, Parent Trap

I'm a cold nigga…. but my bitch hot

I'm just here to resurrect hip-hop, (uhn)

Cock backed [and] fired at all of them niggas aiming at me

Never sold my soul, ain't focused on making Satan happy

Finna rise up, like yo, face when it's making acne

Real shit.. flow becoming so legit

Rookie in the game, but I already got a triple-double

Heavy bars, hope your ears got Dwayne Johnson muscles

'Know I'm gon' make it

And if I don't, man I don't know how I'm gon' take it, I'll probably commit suicide

Told myself "For me to get this money.." man "..it's do or die"

I be out here flowin' while they fluid [is] dry, (Feel me?)

Can't conceal me

I'm a weapon of mass destruction, man you gotta kill me, so fucking kill me!…. (Sike)

Rappin' blindfolded, I don't see these lame niggas

It don't matter if you hate, like crying in the rain nigga

I'm a monsoon, finna get that Benz for my mom soon

Gotta thank her for never using that condom

Lotta niggas listening like "How the fuck he do it?"

Don't worry, just know I ain't never gon' be riding Buicks

For the rest of my life, got backstabbed, where's the rest of that knife?

I'm coming back for prints, like they arrested me twice

Turtle in the race, real shit, killin' shit

Reppin' Lex, check the toilet 'fore you flush, 'been the shit

(Yeah…. and I'm just kickin' it)

{murmuring}