Release date
November 23, 2017
Producer(s)
blev
Lyrics
[Verse]
I've been yelling fuck it from the top of my lungs
This shit retarded
It's dumber than Dumb and Dumber
You dumb it down, nigga never
My destination is clear, don't need a GPS
They keep one eye on a nigga like CBS
Pay attention 'cause the shit that I do
Quit the subduing, the duels to the death
You definitely done, dope as they come
A kamikaze causing harm to anybody in my radius
A dime-a-dozen these niggas coming, I'm like an alien
Remind me cousin, why is you bugging? My shit is better than
My lines are buzzing, bumping, and busting out of the seams again
I sit in silence, spitting a psalm of the same predicament
My pen's a fucking problem, I promise you I can stop this shit
I aim at partnership, paint a picture of the apocalypse
The post-dramatic shit that you win, as though you can feel it bitch
I'm on some manic shit, barely managing, where your manners is
While you was panicking, I was planting this panoramic shit
I tend to kill this shit like I do, true
Who the fuck done told you people that I was through, (who)
Guess I gotta show you niggas what I can do, cool, (cool)
I already did some shit you wouldn't believe, please, (please)
I done been in buildings where people are building my business
And yeah I had some meetings with people to speak on the music
With that I came away from the bass, and I'm better than ever
I bet I can beat it, you better believe it
The breath of the air that you needed
The piece of these people's opinions, that's pretty pitiful
Archaic, the way that you do this shit, prototypical
I'm calling the shit like I see it, provide the visuals
If you wanted a piece of the pie, then you better get it
But I forewarned you niggas this shit could get pretty deep
I'm a wolf to a sheep, no shepherd
To the light that could lead, let me help ya
Nigga please you ain't close to my level
I must
Show my skill again, riddling with the passion
Like Gilligan off on Ritalin, running around on the island
Spillin' mimosas, I'm more or less out of it
Call a doctor, quit vomiting
Why the paramedics take me off of your ottoman
Intolerance, my tolerance hollerin Hallelujah
My mind is moving as wavey as waves out of Honolulu
These niggas selling their souls to do cover arts in a tutu
Nope, no, that's not true
That's hap, if you knew
The whole truth, what you do, what they do, I doubt that
I fell down, and got up, corrected my posture
Imposters that pop up, we feast on like pasta
The king like Mufasa, smell down like a Rasta
My home like Rwanda, Mi Casa Su Casa (yeah)
My comments might contradict
I used to love her like common did
All of this dope shit I commandeer
Right like some 88 counter shit
Well you didn't catch that like broken condoms
I got a great idea, I let you hear that shit, long as you promise to hear me out
Take your mind, nigga free that shit
What's your dream, nigga live that shit
Kill the scene, leave no witnesses
Reign supreme like a king and shit
Knowledge, nigga