HERE - Intellectual

[Hook: Tireek]

I just came to make it clear

Bitch we here

Ask me how I feel, man of the year

Got the crowd screaming yeah, hands in the air

Bitch we here

Yeah (3x)

[Verse 1: Lonely Leonard]

Pretty little mama, told her bring that ass here

Said i'm way more famous than I was last year

I’m the realest nigga out here I don't got no time for fears

Hoe you got it fucked up, shawty let me make it clear

Said I get to the bag, never relax

Run up the digits the kid doing laps

Cup full of henny go straight down the hatch

Don't drink too much, don’t know how to act

Fly as a bat, I live for the night

Murder the cat, cause that what she like

Reppin the room, plus i'm off shrooms

Mario, she go down on the pipe

Fact just turned into fiction, this life just never seem that realistic

Never imagined I would be that nigga, sike i'm just kiddin I knew I was hot

All I wanted was hoes and a watch

Now i'm gunnin for those at the top

Nigga I got the juice like Shabbat

Fuck with these thots but never the ops

Huh, back in high school they said you won't be nothin

I said i'll be the greatest they said bro stop frontin

I'll catch up with the hoes that didn't let me fuck and

Have a big ass orgy and still two pump chump it

Nigga i’m on

[Hook: Tireek]

I just came to make it clear

Bitch we here

Ask me how I feel, man of the year

Got the crowd screaming yeah, hands in the air

Bitch we here

Yeah (3x)

[Verse 2: Rozotadi]

Definitely not a mistake that we here

Rozotadi got a great set of ears

Big sober boi could rival a deer

Or any motherfucker

With a beat

That can make stank face

Like a squirrel in a skunk race

Can you bump this

From yah compass

Are you bumpkis

Do you really think that I’m frontin

Can you guess where we running

I don't think you can

You not the type to think enough

You scared of heights that Jesus touched

No such thing as way to much

Be damned if I could leave enough

Can’t take what you buy

So I'm leaving love

Looking for highs In females touches

Children's smiles

And regal substance

Have you ever had a dream about the gods

Could you believe I'm one of grand robustness

Everyone on my team gotta carry a cutlass

Out here workin 3 jobs and let me tell you

It was all in living color

We made look like some butter

Shawtys wanna throw cudder

But I gotta call my mother

[Hook: Tireek]

I just came to make it clear

Bitch we here

Ask me how I feel, man of the year

Got the crowd screaming yeah, hands in the air

Bitch we here

Yeah (3x)

[Verse 3: Tireek]

Ain’t nobody as fresh as me

Walk up in the building so fresh, so clean

Warning y'all now don't test my team

Cause you hold no threat when the scope on beam

Out the projects because of the projects

Now all of my problems been turning to profit

The boy is a prophet, just look at the progress

The money been piling, my pockets be wildin'

I could go harder but I'm being generous

After the knowledge and power etcetera

Came in the building to switch up the rhetoric

Put some respect on your veterans

Room 4, applying the pressure

Room 4, leave y'all on the stretcher

Room 4, gon be here forever

Room 4, be the x and the treasure

Bitch!