Released on April 10, 2025

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So fuck it, I'm off it

Got weight on my chest, I write ’til there's less

Like Caesar, I'm plotting

They smile with spite, I’m shattering peace

The gates are unlocking on 'em

Now I'm rockin' on 'em

Black out heart, it's rotting on 'em

And I'm just stomping on ’em

Yeah yeah yeah

The vibe fantastic, I’m moving like the four

They said "it's time to quit", I went and did some more

Over 200 songs, they bangers, that’s fosho

I went and finally quit weed, I never been this low

So if you talking shit just know I'll meet you at the floor

End your career like lay off's, this music is my soul

Yeah

I got that in me, I'm the GOAT

Read the fuckin’ credits, I been checking 'em like goals

I'm rising to the top of the ticket, I'm trumping polls

Heater after heater, I get better on a roll

Tsss, slithering inside a pit

There's been danger, heard some talks about some pussies buying hits

All these artists writing songs about the shit they never did

My expression automatic, my boy said I had a switch

Yeah I switch up on em uh

I'm a Gemini, you know me, Imma switch up on em

Yeah yeah yeah

Ay

Thank God I'm an artist and I live off what I say

They hate me when I'm honest, they don't like the shit I say

Yeah this a war, on the field, my word a gun man

Semi-automatic, aim it at your head, you'll run yeah

I don't blame 'em how they dodging me, I burn like sun yeah

Conversation teacher, natural leader, you my son yeah

Let's get back to chemistry class, I'm a catalyst in motion, got no issue passing the mass yeah

83, 84, 103 I swear to God that's all my exes

Broke bonds, shifted states, but I'm still here standing unaffected

Like, wassup?

Yeah Imma make it out this scene with some champagne popping

You gotta see it through my lens, I got some frame options

Ice out the bezel on that piece, I want that thing poppin'

Bitch I got moves I'm making, I been out campaign plottin'

Yeah

Now I'm coming like a missile

I'm not talking North Korea, bitch, I'm talking 'bout this pistol

Yeah I got it, I been packing pretty D it's been an issue

All my exes miss me too much, but I'll never say "I miss you"

Yeah

I can't miss 'em back

Problems that I'll never have when all I'm saying is

Fuck it, I'm off it

Got weight on my chest, I write 'til there's less

Like Caesar, I'm plotting

They smile with spite, I'm shattering peace

The gates are unlocking on 'em

Now I'm rockin' on 'em

Black out heart, it's rotting on 'em

And I'm just stomping on 'em

Yeah yeah yeah