[Verse 1: Teezie]

All y’all follow is fads

While you do that

I’ll get my face on these ads

Y’all get mad

You go from riches to rags

I see the flags cus

You don’t know me

You ain't a homie

You little phony

Your raps are loamy

I don’t wear a grill

I don’t have a chain

I use skill

You use pain

So I gotta bring it back

My flow mixes so well

With this simple little track

Ring it back

I don’t care about the size of my stack

I just wanna be remembered like the man miller Mac

Rest In Peace

We’ve lost so many icons to the evil beast

Can I please stop seeing my idols deceased?

Feels like all our time is leased

So I’ll just keep grinding

Till the day my album is released

I know this is what y’all been waiting for

Just waiting till the day you feel the bass on the floor

But man, all this hype got me working like a whore

But the grind never stops cuz y’all always want more

So this is what I do

I work for you

Ain’t even getting paid

But here is my debut

I play my cards right

Like I’m rich in the casino

I’ve had enough alright

Hit me Zeno

[Verse 2: Zeno]

See all these niggas want beef

Acting like they some 6ix 9ine and Chief keef

But all I need is to put in the steam

Shoot these niggas with the bars like a laser beam

All these people wanna act fake but once I hit my peak

Shit there ain’t anything to complete

Just watch a nigga repeat

Cus ya’ so called friends are all downbeat

So all I gotta say is fuck the talk

Imma walk my motherfucking walk

While y'all walk the block

While all these bitches flock

Imma cook y'all that did me dirty in a crockpot

Seems this is just the spot

Watch me have a 20 car lot

I be getting too hot

Come and hit me with that wippdie who blah

To all my ex’s

Well yeah you're just fake as all the feds

I'ma be smoking just as much wiz

Fuck all them trashy bitches with the cigs

Now let’s talk real

I had about two I could feel

The ones who had me through the peal

Now all y’all gonna really heal

Treat my niggas right

Cause they was always tight

Never treated me like all these other dykes

That’s why all the real ones don’t gotta hitchhike

I treat my sister like a saint

Better hearing no complaint

Cause you're the ones I had to make stank

I repeat to these people

Never saw you going down the steep hill

That’s why I’m out here for this triple kill

Cause all you did to me was get me back on the pills

Friends told me to get down

But bitch I ain’t here to frown

I’m here to get my crown

All you do is leave your clown

So these my last words to y’all haters

Nothing but fucking fakers

Now y'all gonna be some clout chasers

But trust me I ain’t asking for no favors

[Verse 3: Teezie]

You always seem beneath

You always seem to stall

Right now there’s plaque on my teeth

Wait till the plaques on the wall

This beat is dirty like a high school stall

My raps are deep like Niagara Falls

You’re raps are so whack

Make me lose more brain cells than when I’m smacked

Fuck you and your clout

Looking like a boy scout

You looking like a bitch

You should take a different route

Get out of the ditch

From this day forward

I’ll be on top

I’ll be taking over

And I will never stop

You should never doubt

The hits that I’ll drop

And you gotta be thinking

“He’ll definitely have a flop”

Nah stop whining

Everything’s a bop

I make my own beats

I write my own raps

I like heavy claps

And hard high-hats

That’s why I’m in the kitchen

Fillin’ all the gaps

I don’t write about shootin’ straps

All that violence

Will make me relapse

My goal is to get inside your head

I wanna make you think

Listen to what I said

Or the message won’t sink

Hear what I’m pitching

Maybe you’ll rethink

I see that you’re itching

Let me help you to stop

Sit up, stop your bitching

I’m just finishing the stitching