Really feel like I am a mac though Attack those actin like Stro got a wack flow My n***as milk hoes and they never lactose Front, then you getting thrown out the back door Really who I be f** I gotta act for They can't stomach the real We bringing it back though Cartography put my hood on the map though And They be living life but only on apps though n***as gotta install to ball, damn Yeah they get bands til they get banned Then its back to reality I get sh** for free f** a salary Matter fact, take it back love a salary Stack or three I could live happily But I do it for the young-ins coming after me Leave a whole lot of A and Rs mad at me Cause I be coming at mumble rap constantly Ain't hard to see that sh** be haunting me n***as talking bout clothes redundantly Need to put a spin on it like laundry To real to get a deal so i'm indie Harming me you won't see harmony Honestly Stro not hard to me That's coming from the un-cool like Auntie D But nephew you knew I was serious Before I was cussin'
Now we back bussin' Planting the seeds Inside the mind of the flyest of breed's Everything epic like i'm L.A Reid I'm not a n***a that shut up for cheese I put the light on the sh** they don't see Don't come around here with no epilepsy We Illuminating while you player hating Tell that girl to text us but we not dating And that girl from texas so she ride daytons I'm from Brooklyn so I be A training Not my main but she be maintaining And my side always sidelining Said her man got the top ramen He a noodle she searching like google Stro that's messed up She already cuffed You can do better man But she rocking my varsity jacket If a hoe wanna hoe let her man, Letterman f** with your head like Evelyn Ever so effortless everywhere My pen is stronger then ever clear Heavenly but i keep hella wears I know these n***as is fed I'm instrumentally ill Retarded beats play in my head I just can't make it stop My lives a movie give me props As soon as i enter the stage Play like black moon and buck shots