Released on December 11, 2020

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[Intro]

2001, the year of the son

Prodigy been born, with the mouth of a clip and a gun

Since age 1, I've slayed some

I dare you to say sum'

It'll end with an H-bomb


[Verse 1]

Seven days in a week

All these checks spent for me

All these bitches been broke

All these bitches wantin' heat

I just came in back to town, that boy been startin' up some beef

Trying to ruin his career, that's some shit I wanna keep

Because if I speak or fire back, I fire back at what he needs

And no one needs another thief


[Verse 2]

All his other cards are on the table

My boys looking at his deck, and let's just say he should be grateful

I sit down to hear his tracks and that shit worse, and almost painful

I'm not meaning bitter-sweet

His sound almost fuckin' fatal


[Verse 3]

Boy you 'tryna come and fuck with me

This hole that I be see you digging

Tell you now, it's getting deep

And no I ain't been naming names

I keep it basic, so you see

That ape will never hurt an ape unless the ape is shooting cheap

My name explains to all you bitches

That I'm coming for a king

I'll go and roamin' for your ass

And speak the language of the Greeks


[Verse 4]

But I digress

Foolish for me to think they been makin' a dent

Foolish for me to think they can pay up they rent

Foolish for me to think they been knowing who's next

Fuck it, who's next


[Verse 5]

They've been running packs

I'm running rap

I'll keep it 'civ

They on they back

They needing air

They smoking gas

It's in my genes

It's in my bag

It's in my blood

It's in my gat

Don't need no bullets

Don't need rats

I need some wrap to cover racks, I mean like


[Verse 6]

Imagine how I just arrived

Now imagine if I thought about takin' a life

With somebody's baby-momma just screaming and crying

That some shit to go get lawyers and probably sign, ugh look


[Verse 7]

It is what it is

But you should play with ya kids

Before you run out of time

And 'fore they see a ghost

And I ain't talking bout killing

But I've been open to listings

I'm talking washed up rapper with suicide notes