Who's gonna last in this shit

You came out last year, and we ain't heard from 'ya since

These niggas just in it, lack of passion for the hits

Wtf are you saying

Is it audible, my nig

Is it edible, ‘ya dig

My plate real full

And I'm chomping on these niggas like I'm eating for two

Gotta swing my dick sometimes just to remind 'em who's who

Yeah, I'm the boss, the name's Complex

And I ain't ask for yours boo

I'm telling y'all that this the start

And nah, it ain't no finish

I'm showing y'all that this is my art, full gallery hitting

Make a million off a tape, guess I'm next in line

And it's 'gon feel real fucking good knowing that whole check mine

See I'm Hannah Montana to this MF game

Got my degree, I manage me

Then do my got damn thing

Say hold up

Woah-wah

Who this chick think she is

Well, I'm the big kid on the playground

You don't slide 'less I slid

You don't dive 'less I swim

You ain’t live, bitch you dead

And if you ever get confused, listen up crystal clear

Bitch, I'm Complex

I wish you would try to check

Don't start no beef, I'd end w/ speed

Something like the snap of 'ya neck

Quick, fast and cool

That's what that one-hitta do

Looks ain't the only thing I got that knock your ass to a stool

Yeah, I'm the stool

I'm the shit and mad cool

That's why 'ya nigga wanna hang w/ me

When you bug-a-boo

And don't you call my phone complaining

‘Cause 'ya nigga’s lately hanging 'round w/ me

He ain't my steez, he just keep rolling up for free

Say hold up

Woah-wah

Who this chick think she is

Well, I'm the big kid on the playground

You don't slide 'less I slid

You don't dive 'less I swim

You ain’t live, bitch you dead

And if you ever get confused, listen up crystal clear

Bitch, I'm Complex

And I don’t like repeating myself

And I don’t buy that shit that you sell

In two years, I'll have at least two awards on my shelf

In ten years I'm a walking, talking legend - that's wealth

I let this music rap for me ain't gotta do no talking

And once they hear the first verse then they give up trynna stop me

I'm not trynna overstep, bitch I'm making the boundaries

Better watch that fucking line, 'fore I cross 'em and dot 'em

Say hold up

Woah-wah

Who this chick think she is

Well, I'm the big kid on the playground

You don't slide 'less I slid

You don't dive 'less I swim

You ain’t live, bitch you dead

And if you ever get confused, listen up crystal clear

Bitch, I'm Complex