[Verse 1: REL FromTheQ6]
I been had it since '05
Like way back
To them wave caps
New Jays
With low socks
You been savage?
Or Ben Savage?
Because it's show time
Or is you living life behind a co-sign?
We ain't no joke
Me and Wilkes was boxing it in a rental
Smoking dope
Like my vocals on instrumentals
Spitting fire though
Told you fools imma drop in November I ain't lying
But my mind is boggled
By how the f** they saying that I ain't popping
I am dropping the hottest tape
Don't hesitate
Why you lying?
Stop it for heaven's sake
You featherweight
In my mind I just want medicate
The head is great
But why she trying to get a wedding ring
I'd rather wait
[Hook x2: REL FromTheQ6]
The city hold me down while I'm climbing up
These new n***as had they shine
Now they time is up
You sounding tough
Give a damn
Bout your cars or your clothes my n***a
Don't let your bars get exposed my n***a
[Verse 2: REL FromTheQ6]
We ain't really with the talking
Bama n***as really get it popping
I was chilling til them p**y n***as walked in
Then I got to thinking
That's that n***a from the other weekend
Caught me slipping when he jipped me for my wallet
b**h I need deposits
And every thang
Homie gimme every chain
If he get to swanging imma drop em
Tell him him run his pockets
Cuz after 20 minutes of me robbing
It's some California chronic that I'm copping
[Hook]
The city hold me down while I'm climbing up
These new n***as had they shine
Now they time is up
You sounding tough
Give a damn
Bout yo cars or yo clothes my n***a
Don't let yo bars get exposed my n***a
[Verse 3: REL FromTheQ6]
Uh, you can smell the gas on my clothes
If she leave me
Well then it's easy
Going back to my hoes
Ashing my dro
You know Rel
That boy who rap with the fro
Put BRASH on your a** from the go
Got you asking for mo
I'm smoking dope
And leaning back like I'm Joe
Heated my team up
I gave some green up
I Ray Allen the flow
So I'm telling you n***as now that I'm broke
So buy my album
I'd rather go independent now than sign with them folks
Man let's be honest
You ain't signed cuz you dope
These n***as comical
Claiming the Quarter6 ain't got the talent to blow
Surrounded by foes
n***as sound like they hands on a stove
I can't be the GOAT
Only 20 and snapping this cold?
You had it locked
But BRASH is cracking this code
Supporting trash
I'm on your a**es
Tell Cole that he can pa** me the torch
Cuz y'all ain't ever heard this rapping before
Cuz this that pa**ion
That most of y'all never had
But what was Shaq without Kob
This is savagery
In November I'm dropping off a masterpiece
I'd rather take the game
Than have em snatching my soul
And that's the realist sh** my a** ever spoke
Make sure you all remember f** Donald trump
Before you casting that vote
[Hook]
The city hold me down while I'm climbing up
These new n***as had they shine
Now they time is up
You sounding tough
Give a damn
Bout yo cars or yo clothes my n***a
Don't let yo bars get exposed my n***a