[Chorus]

1, 2

Nappi's coming for you

3, 4

Better lock your doors

5, 6

Dont you talk all that shit

Se7en

[Verse1]

Forgive me father I'm about to sin

Henny bottle got me in sorrow cause of former friends

So I ought to smoke lots of weed & just play pretend

With the rap game I hit you with the HADOUKEN

No Ryu

Street fighting something we attend

If the 3,1 third is where you fucking raise ya kids

See it be the worst when pussy niggas they defend

You should reimburse instead of trynna make amends

Run me my money bitch

I'm the one who gave you all your confidence

Taught yo ass some common since

Bout self love

Dark skin nigga on your wanted list

Fuck it Ima be iight

Fuck it you dont need to like

My music is you stupid

Silly rappit I dont need a mic

Catch me outside if you really want the smoke nigga

No I ain't high so this really ain't a joke nigga

I remember times, when I thought that you were dope nigga

Till I remind myself that you borrow lyrics

Wow

Okay I'm over all the chit chat

Kick back

Smoke on my loudy I need a zig-zag

Bitch mad cause I then extended to higher realms

While you stuck on 2D steady trynna find yourself

Give em hell Nappi

That supernova from your tongue

Give em hell Nappi

That burning heat from your song

Give em hell Nappi

On godspeed here we come

Better run lil nigga

Cause I murder just for fun

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[Chorus]

1, 2

Nappi's coming for you

3, 4

Better lock your doors

5, 6

Dont you talk all that shit

Se7en

1, 2

Vers is coming for you

3, 4

Better lock your doors

5, 6

Dont you talk all that shit

Se7en

[Verse2] Versatile313

Okay, fuckin’ the game up

My libido better than ever

Go getter I deposit sweat

Blood, tears, minutes, hours, years, fears

Turned into success as expected

Devi-Air? Versatile? You guessed it

I been in the trenches all about my business

Or rather, Benjamins penmanship turnin’

Into riches

Not sayin’ I’m rich right now but whole time

I got that feeling, I know Devi feel me

We conversing worth into existence

Like picture this: what if credit and debit

Became accounted for as destiny manifested?

Yeah, I’m gon’ cash out all my mansions

Business ventures, not to mention every

Beamer, Benz, or Bentley

Yeah ya boy been had the juice

I just gotta put it Simply

Presently gettin’ in tune with battin’ pitches thrown in God’s key

Cloud nine is where I might be

Creative juices is where you’ll find me

Swimmin’ with my kindred, alright

Alright, never wack, we grind

Bad vibes peep, aim, and shoot

On sight

No lie

I’ma be the man, I scratch my hands and stick to the plan

Tough acts be gimmicks y’all pretend

Rapper’s my sons so yeah, that’s on my kids

On my kids they know

I’ma go pro, that’s fasho, feed my folks

I tip toe, to the throne

Crushin’ y’all toes like Fe Fi Foe I go

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1, 2

Vers is coming for you

3, 4

Better lock your doors

5, 6

Dont you talk all that shit

Se7en

2×

Yeah, Straight up