Let’em Sleep - Intellectual

Pre-Hook: Locksmith

Better check your pedigree

Better check your self respect and self assess your legacy

I don't stress the pettiness unless it's bread then let us see

Dont invest in window dress, I rep my sets obesessively

Hook: Locksmith

I don't let it rest with me, lookin' back thats ho shit

I control my destiny, let em sleep Im bold bitch

Let 'em sleep, I'm home bitch

When shit is steep, I kick up my feet, I dont fold shit

Verse 1: Locksmith

I'ma big vibe, all you do is Dick Ride

You niggas is bitch made, you are not a drip god

You are not a threat to me in any way you describe

You should disregard your rap and piss inside your disk drive

I dont wear a disguise, I despise the falsity

If we rely on his lies, then here's why the cost is steep

If we support the garbage, we absolve the heap

That only makes it worse for the artist that uses his bars to speak

If my resolve was weak, I coulda been on the short end

I coulda resigned or coulda been fined and got in the bed with your trends

The industry niggas you pose in the pictures with, never were your friends

So I take it personal, hoppin' for terminals

Burnin' the candles from both ends

I dont buy into the coke hymns

I dont believe in your boastin'

I got a relevant catalogue, spoke it and wrote it with no pen

I bring it out for the soul in

Nobody here can expose him

Niggas is famous for everything other than rappin and that's where their goals end(yeah)

Pre-Verse : Locksmith

So how do we even it out

How can you niggas do interviews

Give us your list, be leavin' em out

How can you say that you get back

When all your raps are bleedin' us out

How can you rap about modesty, honestly

I think you makin a breech now

Verse 2: Locksmith

I don't believe in your campaign

I don't concede to your planned fame

You sellin' verses on IG, that shit is tacky and mad lame

You gave the city a bad name

You can compete it's a damn shame

You think you actually rap on my level, did somebody sell him a bad strain

I got the kinda persona, that I don't comply or rely on another man

I know that money and hype is part o' the plight, they both go hand in hand

I do not worship your legends or wait for their blessing, I carved a plot o' land

If I get a part of the market and park it, its probably gonna cost a lotta fans

I don't give into the narrative, that is comparative to the bullshit for the past bury it

Ima take all the artists you harken and carve 'em, gimme my seed you surrogate

You got the nerve to be arrogant, I had a thought let's do an experiment

I put a gun to your head, tell you to rap, Would you make it out or embarrass us

I never parish with parity, I use the music as a part of my therapy

There will be blood, if you sub or blatantly speak out the term, you determined to parrot me

Study my script like pharisee, where is he?

Probably somewhere to disparage me

Heresy, none o' you dudes compare to me, I need some clarity(Look!)

Deep in the bag, I'm elite with the pad

Ima leap and you lag, lma Leak you and laugh

Ima leave you and pass, Ima lead you amass

Ima need you to ask, any reason to clash

I made a point to protect my integrity

I will not wait for a person to threaten me

Ima go first and expose what is worst

Cause I know what it's worth, cause I rose from the dirt(yeah!)