[Verse 1: Phil Ade]

Yeah I keep hearing who is he, who is he

In that Gucci and Louie V. with his Nikes so nicely undone

And under his newly jeans

Who you hear on the radio

????

Where it appears I'm way below

Where I should that Jay Z though

Don't allow it phase me though

I know nothing is handed but man I planning to take it

But though I don’t ask demand it

We live on two different planets

My date too stupid to plan it

I ain't got time for relationships we tell Cupid to can it

In the club taking Candids with bitches better than Janet

Reppin hard for that royal fam and the land of the mary

And you should passing a lot around now my eyes look satanic

I’m on the tree like a hammock

Please don’t judge me by my habits

This prodigy causing havoc

But I’m ain't deep in the mind

The crowd please tell me who have it

Because I’m leaving them robbed

Disrespect and get touch and I won’t be even involved

Don't say I’m sleeping with you girl cause we ain't sleeping at all

I can release her from your lock cause I got it like that

But she see me getting guap no telling how she might act

But I just want what's in that box and then you got it right back

Cause homie I ain’t with that talk unless I’m where I mic at

Aahhhh

Don’t do it, please don’t do it

All my niggas is real and you looking non Jewish

Made a list of my dues that im about finished payin'

Now take a look at the shoes you dudes couldn’t spend a day in

I know

[Bridge]

Man, let me catch my breath

Ok I’m good

[Verse 2: Phil Ade]

I got niggas depending on me like when you gonna get it homie

These niggas is fiendish, phony and soon to be seating lonely

How fresh are we SRT with the 24 sitting on these

You think that your girl a Saint well I think she gon' SuperDome me

Straight Nikes no supras on me

These dropped on the super low key

My tee, I got two for no fee

My cell phone be super OD

It's hard to decipher whose real when everyone is tryin to chill

Tryin to get something about you

And randomly thinking about you

So I just ignore all them texts

Focused in more on them checks

Catch me down town on that brown like Rihanna’s ex

Spillin henny all over my RLX

‘cause the music more rocking like ..

Not congressional but rep for my state

Nigga Your career dont compare to the rest of my tape

And when I step on stage I bet I kill whoever headlines

And if its me then apparently I met my deadline

[Outro]

I got certain goals I want to reach in life

I won’t do it in a certain matter of time

So basically is over for you

Time’s up

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