[Intro]

Meducation made it

[Verse 1]

Uh

Yeah I’m back in this bitch

Yeah i'm back up in the system return of the glitch

I’m talking cinnamon sweet syllables religious penance up in my sentences

Man it’s the return of the menace (God damn) been flowing like the streets of Venice from

Venice Beach to the far east motherfucker there ain’t no doubt in my reach

Bout to teach em' all a lesson inventing inventing new ways to give em rappers depression bitch class is in session like woah

(Woah)

Cold shit coming out my fingertips let it go

(Let it go)

I’m just trying to plant my seed motherfucker let it grow

(Let it grow)

Been feelin' like a baker cuz you know that I be making all the dough (All the dough)

Risin' up to the top ain’t no roller coaster man cuz I’m never gonna drop

I been running through the scriptures painting pictures that’s visceral evidence ain’t admissible give a fuck about a principal (God damn) and i'm the remainder so you know this shit indivisible

I'm ghosting i’m invisible is it bull nah this shit

All real straight facts on the track no mirrors in the whip cuz I’m never looking back

But these bitches wanna hate him like he bound to fade away

Paid the price to make it here and I didn’t come to play so

So (So)

That’s the life I been living and i’m a grown man and I got no time for forgiving I’m righteous when writing about the fucking rights I’ve been given

Imagine comin' up in a world where the price had no ceiling but

Uh (Uh)

Now i'm driving down the fast lane

Everybody know I’m bout to wrap up the rap game

Got these other artist really fucking with my rap name

Now you bout to die alone damn man that’s a shame

[Verse 2]

Running and gunnin a hunnid for hunnid

I'm boolin' you buggin' bitch stop

Get on my level i'm God the devil you be in the backdrop

Actin' like you bout it but bitch are you really tho

Fucked from the start like a Bang Bros video (God damn)

Empty out the pipes like a mother fucking plumber

Put the barrel in your mouth lil' bitch crunch the number

Mathematician mortician put em' in a box of lumber

Bout to put em' in a slumber fuckin' 6 (6)

Feet (Feet)

Under (Under)

Been ballin' on these bitches like Kobe just stepped in the game

For rings like Ginobli

A younging straight outta the jungle like Mogli

Gon' take off your top for the price of your Rollie like woah (Damn)

And these rappers can’t stop me

Get cash when I come round the block like Monopoly

I'm runnin' up the steps to greatness like Rocky

The zenith i'm seated yeah bitch i'll be cocky i'm gone