[Verse]
Now i ain't ridin in a lambo
Yeah i hustle hard u kno i gotta pay my landlord
Truth is what my motherf**ers really stand for
Woof let all the fake players get sent off
Im squeezin rizzlas and listen to all your disses, while jizzin all on yo missis but this is none of your business
All my lyrics are explicit beats are f**ing exquisite so im mixin every pixel like a jigsaw into reason
(boy im) fresh like an oj still wear no gold chains
k** me with a chainsaw if u ever saw change
(no fame) still i be f**in with them no names
Oh you got a webpage show me where that doh, maine
Listen all that gold made me jealous
I see rappers makin crazy money sellin acapellas
They just want you to invest tenners in their best sellers
Yet I didn't buy dre speakers, cause Marshall Matters
And ain't nobody left like that i act like a fight back even when im on the mic check
My bad but to digest what I said u might just need an ipad with a hi-tec mind map of my rap
[Hook]
So as i said, im unknown like xyz, go an ask why's that
But I feel like im the next nice act so all my motherf**ing haters gonna backslide back (х2)