[TreDay]

So many over night rappers want to come up in the game

Claiming that they're hard cause they got a little change

Hear a club song and make them up a name

Ain't got no lyrics shit you barely got a brain

It's insane, white rappers trying to be black

Need to get your own style you was white as Jack Black

Ain't it wack how so many copy cats emerge

Ain't never done shit want to say a couple words

Y'all got the game fucked up I'ma straightin' out your mess

Put you in the ground so in piece you going to rest

So open up your books cause class is now in session

You don't like it kiss my ass I'ma teach you hoes a lesson

Rule number one stand for what you fucking say

Rule number two don't fuck with TreDay

Rule number three go hard or go home

Put your mic down we don't want to hear another song

[Hook]

I know you mad and you gone hate

But ain't real you done made a mistake

Throwing down money I'ma have to take

I'ma open up your eyes show you boys who's fake

Show you boys who's fake yeah it's not too late

Show you boys who's fake real talk don't hate

Throwing down money I'ma have to take

I'ma open up your eyes show you boys who's fake

Show you boys who's fake

[TreDay]

I'm tired of you motha fuckas living a lie

Its gone on too long without a real reply

This don't go for everybody just a few of the snitches

Who's number one fan is a couple of bitches

Everything I did it I spit it and I won't quit it

Take you to Chicago cause bitch you bull shit it

There's a crown up for grabs it's fitted

I'm gone get it I'm a giant in the game admit it

You're just a midget you fidget

When you see me cause I'm on another level

I'm heavy just call me metal

Without a cause call me rebel

If you an angel I'm a devil coming straight out of Hades

I'm 50/50 you can either love me or hate me

And you can try your best but you never will break me

I'm making the money but the money don't make me

Lets get it straight see put it all on the line

I'm a lyricist original one of a kind

[Hook]

[M.A.T.]

This is for all you fake MCees

You probably got one beside you bobbing his head while you're listening to me

I'm talking bout how they all identical

Same song different name oh how original like that ain't been did before

And suddenly you someone boy stop bluffing

When you jumping on tracks and ain't saying nothing

Hottest one out there really

You just got a head full of hot air don't be silly

You'll never be hot as long as I'm chilly

And the way that I rock even your friends feel me

Menace on the mic, but not because I'm filthily

I'm just real and I don't need a bug in the room for you to know how I feel

And what it all boils down to when we're all dead and gone up above

You in it for the money or in it for the love