[Intro: Myke Drey] HD babe! Uh, yeah Drey, Smith, and DanVer [Chorus: Myke Drey] I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen Get a search party cause their pride went missin' They hatin', but then again it ain't my business I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish [Verse 1: Myke Drey] I am not a language, but I am the talk of the town I am not in fame yet, but I have been walkin' around And they've been talkin' about A kid who's coppin' the crown Comin' with a lotta emotions, I'm causin' their frowns Headed to the top, no plane That's why I'm feelin' high though I hate c**aine I'm grounded in music, I can't play no games And if y'all are confused, I'm Child's Play, no games Now I need a wife to raise these f**ing bars with Chase these f**ing stars with But a b**h will never change me, I am not a cartridge Party at my crib, but please don't bring your bruhs with Yeah we gon' get naughty but please don't leave your bra, b**h Doc Shebeleza makes me dance All my haters make me laugh I'm just waiting for this cash to come Flying through the window like a little bird Til my verses are rehearsed I'ma keep making my voice heard like... [Chorus: Myke Drey] I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen Get a search party cause their pride went missin' They hatin', but then again it ain't my business I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish [Verse 2: DanVer] Mars, yeah Scribe my name around the charts like this sh** is necessary Legendary I'm k**ing burying n***as in cemeteries Giving honours to mothers of sons like Virgin Mary Hoping I never fall, can see it like visionaries Gospel to the streets I give it like missionaries I'm starting to feel like Pac when I'm representing the streets and I do this sh** for the block as I'm busy cooking em beef n***as thinking I'm trippin' I'm thinking I need a navigator
I'm tryna grow up, tryna blow up need a detonator Step on the sh** and see the levels like an elevator The escalator, all you b**h n***as hala later Got the typa flow to dead bodies I'm the escavator Bombs on a train, now its true that I'm k**ing these tracks That legendary n***a, tell em I'm drilling these flex Its all real here, all we do is k** here That legendary sh**, six years and I'm still here Mars [Chorus: Myke Drey] I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen Get a search party cause their pride went missin' They hatin', but then again it ain't my business I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish [Verse 3: Smith] Yeah Smitherapy in session mayne When I started this journey they all thought I was trippin' When I spit they didn't feel me labeled my sk** just a gimmick Didn't listen to them critics but focused on pushing limits Now I'm k**ing swallow grenades spit bombs heavy artillery Coming through like a bullet penetrating every heart Slam em n***as with lyrics like Hulk Hogan's arms Harvest my talent like I have a lyrical farm Now a crop of new rappers are eating straight from my palms Man of the year join the queue lemme school you boy I run this game so I put athletics on toys It's bubblegum rap that probably gets hip hop destroyed You can't rock and roll it, fallout boy A descendant of Big and Pac I'm a dynasty They left me a legacy to be a man of pedigree A fiercely animal, Mike Tyson legendary The air you can't live without, essential necessary [Chorus: Myke Drey & Smith] I told 'em but they ain't wanna listen Get a search party cause their pride went missin' They hatin', but then again it ain't my business I'm just tryna do it til the finish, finish [Outro: Smith] Y'all heard it It's HD music It's the Fingerprint Yeah