[Intro]

Heard this like “I’ma tape this shit” like, nigga, what the fuck?

I take the beat like masochist, it hit like “wonderful”

Lil’ Message From Orlando chick, she text like “wanna fuck?”

My mind a mess, think dirty shit like taping when I-

[Pre-Chorus]

The basement where I rock

It’s shaking when I talk

Who hating?

Let Me Find Out

Somebody getting clocked ‘cause I got time now

My name ring where I walk

Just got relayed your drop

Might come invade your hideout

Get you smoked like-

Don’t Let Me Find Out

[Verse 1]

Got a lot on my shoulders, no parallel parking

Used to pass out the pack, and the scent wasn’t faint

It was on me wherever, whenever, ask anyone

“All the dope from that boy, it got everyone blazed”

Yeah, the mindset the same, but that shit was a phase

“It was almost as dope as the shit he was saying”

“He spit like F&N, I can’t forget his name”

“Advanced vernacular, yeah, no cap, he was that nigga”

I got hot on hiatus, was gone, but I’m back, like I went back to Ghana or some’

I know I was missed, ‘cause they tried to hit me

Wandering with whereabouts in a mystery

“If LUSYD do anything, it’s chasing his dream”

“Every story I got with him like history”

All of this alliteration, I’m lisping

Follow me, river, I flow like a liquid

Feel like, feel like Ferrari, I’m drifting

I feel like a, feel like a zombie, I’m different

Pull out banana, then peel out and dip

I aim at your apple like Maleficent

I’m Letting My Fangs Out

I’m out for blood

I take your heart out like I’m out for love

Last album was hard, but that wasn’t enough

In here squeezing my brain, trying to wring out its stuff

[Chorus]

By the seasons, a new resurgence of hate

What they say now?

Let Me Find Out

Another episode of ‘In The Day’

Someone always got something to say

I roll up and I ride out

Find my ass a mic and let it right out

[Verse 2]

You’re shooting rapid-fire now

Okay, you wanna lie loud?

A crash-out justified now

Can’t rectify

Fuck around and cross the line

Kamikaze, cause a wreck on record

Was adjusted, doing fine

And then I had my peace arrested

I thought I had all my bullshit put to rest, but they wan’ come and resurrect it

Bitch, I got myself a check and I don’t need to fucking check in

I can’t breathe the same air as you, either you or me must exit

Nemesis and premises don’t mix, like do we got a death wish?

[Chorus]

By the seasons, a new resurgence of hate

What they say now?

Let Me Find Out

Another episode of ‘In The Day’

Someone always got something to say

I roll up and I ride out

Find my ass a mic and let it right out