[Verse - Chip:]
I'm a good guy, why these n***as wanna k** me?
I love my own bars, I don't give a f** if you feel me
There was wine at the last supper, drinking don't k** me
I've got weed, alcohol and the holy spirit in me
Always ask me where I'm going, I don't know but I'm spazzing
I do rap, I do grime, I've got tekkers, I can balance
Yo, miss me with the muscle man ting, I can't stand it
Lyrically I will shake the protein out these rappers
Look, n***as get the sports confused, I can't stand it
This is rapping, this ain't benching, raise the bar, you won't balance
Cla**ic man, I don't copycat, I can't stand 'em
If you ain't from Atlanta and you rapping, why you dabbing?
Ayy, I just say the things everybody's shook to say
And if you don't like the truth, I guess you won't like my tape
Turn me off, I don't care, ten years, still here
One pen, no fear, let's get one ting clear
[Hook:]
I'm a cla**ic man
You can be mean when you look this clean
I'm a cla**ic man
Calling on me like a young OG
I'm a cla**ic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant
Old fashioned man
Yeah baby, I'm a cla**ic man
I burn through-
[Break - Chip:]
Ayy, I beg you play my favourite part of the song please, fam
Yeah, that part
[Pre-Hook:]
Even if she go away, even if she go away
Even if she go away, even if she go away
[Hook:]
I'm a cla**ic man
You can be mean when you look this clean
I'm a cla**ic man
Calling on me like a young OG
I'm a cla**ic man...