Im obsessed wit all this rap sh**
Do less with all the whackness
Bendin over backwards got me doin acrobatics
Homie time is rollin forward but im out here doin Backflips
Veggies in the patches
Money in the mattress
Spittin all this fire i dont even need the matches
While they be using Tinder ain't no way that they could match this
Thats a double entendre
If you dont recognize, Nevermind, i reach Nirvana
See me in the streets and they be cheesin like lasagna
And i ain't gonna sign until they add a couple commas
Yeah im on a mission won't convert the whole genre
Im just tryna do my thing and hope to live to see mañana
RNR thats the mantra
The way im lookin at it well it might be an addiction
Youre rubbin me the wrong way and yeah i feel the friction
Judgin other rappers comin at em with conviction
This is my house i want em out like an eviction
I ain't gonna sell out i will never need a listing
If he left and came back i just tell him go do his thing
And man Im determined like Brady for a fifth ring
You really gonna try and tell me what i can and can't do
Come at me with ya palms up and yeah ill be a handful
Its like I started gridlock the comp is at a standstill
Got versatility, more content than a landfill
I wrote a song last night
Another one this morning
And you still got the balls to say that im the one conforming?
Take this as a warning
Feel me heating up and homie that ain't global warming
Busy as a bee, new sh** got the groupies swarming
Building up an empire yeah im the foreman
Im obsessed with this sh** i just had to inform ya