(Verse 1)

If you're a player, I'm the coach

Don't do cigarettes or weed yet I'm handing out the smoke

From the paper I have rolled up, put in the rest of the roach

Turn my face to the book cause I'm sick of being poked

So I'm looking down the barrel and I'm not talking a broach

They're planning they're criticism before i've even spoke

Guess the world is full of bitches that can't even take a joke

Been gone for half a year and they're like 'different approach?'

Been grinding for six years, put no disrespect on my name

Them man are spared till I strike in the tenth frame

A few claim I have defamed

When the truth is the majority do not feel the same

Cause they used to call me names but now they're rating the moves

Cause nowadays it's only bangers I create in the booth

Some advice, when they are hating you

It means you're stuck in their head every time that you are making a tune

I've already done so many things they told me I couldn't

If we're talking bars, I'm taking shots and I'm not talking bullets

The more they stir the pot, the more tracks that I'm cooking

Put the food to the plate with the work that I put in

Cause the bottom can be lonely, but so is the top

Came for a clean sweep man throw me the mop

They hate I proved them wrong so they're not acting like adults

They're acting like they're babies cause they know it's a bop

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I said hold up

Certain man want exposure

But when the exposure they get is not the type they're looking for they don't own up

Man I said hold up

Time to get closure

They think they're living la vida loca

No need to change when it's worked for me so far

Only thing left's to get closure

Man I only want closure

(Verse 2)

Guess I might need to go quickly call up the homie and murder that new beat that he composing again

I'm the man behind bars when I go to the pen

In reality you were the one opposing your friends

'I'll chat behind their back but I'm still posing with them'

You're full of cap, no wonder this goes over your head

I exposed the offence

Was I just supposed to pretend you moved on when you never proposed an amends

Never dug myself in a hole that I can't climb

Leave the petty shit behind

Cause that is wasting my time

How you gonna lie and deny when you committed a crime

Rap is a drug, guess I'm addicted to lines

Not the ones that you snort but the ones that you write

Some say I'm at my worst, some say I never changed

Feel like i'm at my best, but not yet at my prime

Them man are sour like a lime

Tell me why

Used to start battles but nowadays I'm ending 'em

Getting sick and tired of the beef, no Wellington

Periodically we could iron it out before I bury 'em

Putting that on the table, not talking elements

You're denying everything

When in reality there is concrete evidence

Guess delusion is inherited

Cause every single bit of evidence was relative

(Chorus)

Man I said hold up

Certain man want exposure

But when the exposure they get is not the type they're looking for they don't own up

Man I said hold up

Time to get closure

They think they're living la vida loca

No need to change when it's worked for me so far

Only thing left's to get closure

Man I only want closure