[Intro]
Welcome
[Verse 1: Sweats]
These n***as seeming a**, and me? I'm just thinking fast
And X-ing b**hes' boxes while I'm putting n***as' dreams in casts
And my n***as is dreaming cash and play at every station
Me and you: two I's, making a "We," but I ain't f**ing playin'
No sentiment, your raps collecting sediment
And sweats is only letterin' so po-po have some evidence
A motherf**ing fresh-a-man spitting like I'm a Letterman veteran
f**ing hellish-bent on seeing n***as Heaven-sent
Since 8 I've been wanting these dreams
Before I'm f**ing 24, so I've been writing 16s
Or even 32s, if it's that or half, I'll still murder you
Girls saying "Sweats I've heard of you. I'm tryna make a dirty two."
Tired of lunchables thinking they f**ing run the show
I'll sh** on your Huxtable and your Mitch & Ness adjustable
Coming proper to knock you right off your rocker
I'm bending flows and kickin' it like Sokka playing soccer