[Verse]
This is the first track I'm doing over the weekend
Like I'm in Toronto but jumping over the deep end
Born and Raised in Maryland, it's easy for me to defend
The people that I brought up, It's funny who you can befriend
Cash rules everything around me but I'm lactose
Intolerant to my surroundings so I stay ghost
Unfortunate, I'm so sick, I should have been diagnosed
So, You rappin' haters can catch it when I'm coasting the coast
Um, I'm 'bout to get on my Tyler sh**
All you rappers faker than bills, that sh** is counterfeit
I heard your mixtape, dawg, and I think you should quit
Don't even bump my tape'll make you choke on my spit
This 20-bar verse is k**ing me
Like Boi don't how to count it up when he making beats
But, f** it, dawg, guess I can't end it short and sweet
So, the last four bars will be angry and mean
Cash rules everything around me, cream
f** around and get smacked with that backhand, see
Get the shakedown like a tambourine
sh**ted on this beat, it's a damn latrine