Narrator (Intro):

Emerald, sometimes you can be so selfish

You're always so focused on yourself

And that damn album you're creating

Sending beats to rappers

You never think about others —

You're so damn self-centered

It's time for you to make a change

Before it's too late

Hook:

Girl, I'm in my bag, so no, I cannot dip

Thinking about my past and how I made you trip

You’ll be in your feelings, and now you wanna dip

Girl, I'm in my healing area, cooler than the whip

Girl, what you speaking on? You can't flip the script

I just read my books — getting smarter than a chimp

Thinking about all those times that I gave and I give

Deepеr in my pocket, she's thinking what I spent

Sitting in my consciеnce, afraid that I might miss

Girl, why you acting cocky? You not even fit

Verse 1:

The way you talk about me — it got me so real

All you can do is copy, ’cause that’s what’s ideal

You go ahead and block me — don’t know how to feel

Speak to me softly and see what I built

Don’t ball like O’Neal — girl, let’s link, no neil

Money make Meek Mill

Got my bat like Lucille

I'm in the sky — no, don’t stress ’bout no guy

Countin’ that guap, woah, woah

We not alike — let's go fight, woah, woah

One more time, woah, woah

Woah, woah — she wanna see me, woah, woah

Woah, woah — they wanna feat, no, no

Oh, woah — no, no, no, no

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Verse 2:

Spendin’ the guap — I hit the lottery

Stealin’ my swag — is this a robbery?

Girl, what happened to camaraderie?

Just rest easy — no, you're not teaching me

Hook (Reprise):

Girl, I'm in my bag, so now I cannot dip

Thinking about my past and how I made you trip

You'll be in your feelings, and now you wanna dip

Girl, I'm in my healing area, cooler than the whip

Girl, what you speaking on? You can't flip the script

I just read my books — getting smarter than a chimp

Thinking about all those times that I gave and I give

Deeper in my pocket, she's thinking what I spent

Sitting in my conscience, afraid that I might miss

Girl, why you acting cocky? You’re not even fit

The way you talk about me — it got me so real

All you can do is copy, 'cause that's what's ideal

You go ahead and block me — don't know how to feel

Speak to me softly and see what I build

Bridge / Outro Refrain:

Ayo, ayo, ayo

I know, I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

I know

Narrator (Outro):

Turn off that rubbish, mate

Put on Lost Tapes

Yeah — the real culture

None of that corporate serenity-core nonsense

The soundtrack to your existential crisis

You rich freak