[Verse One]

Back in the day, NBC was moving like bandits

They heard my single and they banned it

Maybe just 'cause they couldn't understand it

All my records dope, meaning they white-label branded

Gotta get tha dough in big notes rubber-banded

Did the opposite of what the industry demanded

I'm private, not a private, not the one to be commanded

Fans wanna do me like X and instagram did

Talk truth and get shadow banned, kid

Throw a blow and get snuffed before you land it

Backhanded complimеnts will leave you backhanded

Carnivorous, I sink my teeth into a lamb's rib

Cancеlled my trip to Miami, Dami might leave me stranded

You better not be acting up, the cams' candid

All that oil and gas talk is giving rancid

And I don't wanna hear you spit a bar; you and your man's mid

{Verse Two}

I feel like Moses talking to the burning bush, gripping the rod

On the mountain of God the voice said, "Assemble your squad."

Got the nod to let my people go walk them through the fog

But they mocked me like they did Noah before the flood

Check the irony; all they wanna do is stream and blog

'Double U's, Naira rain in the chat for the downpour

You drown your hopes and dreams in sinks; I see the drains clogged

The rich cut the poor off; that's lame, dog

Black Power, catch me hanging with a no-brain pawg

In Suede Ugs, listening to Drake's fake love

Snake thug, paper clip rapper hiss with a tacky flow

I wish all my foes long life but never happy, though

Shout out to Papillo, mate, you're a legend; the mode has spoken

Crazy world, take your chances and bank all your tokens

I see cold palms shaking; the strong grips are broken

One minute you're up, the next minute you're dropped like Phil Foden