Infamous D-Staxx - Monumental lyrics

[Hook: Doeboy] You b**hes ain't sh** And you n***as ain't sh** too Yeah, I lost rap for you n***as (rap for you n***as) Can't trust half of you n***as I don't got rap for you n***as Cause you b**hes ain't sh** And you n***as ain't sh** too Yeah, I lost rap for you n***as (rap for you n***as) Can't trust half of you n***as I don't got rap for n***as [Verse 1: D-Staxx] Got cheddar in the bank Bread in my pocket You don't even need to question I'm real hommie I got it Got the ingredients to make me a grilled cheese Tell everybody that's hating stay outta my grill please But it's just human nature, that's what Michael said But look at him now, hommie Michael dead I already pulled some strings I got the hook up If you don't understand me then get on your feet and look up Hold up, please rewind I'm strapped nine bullets, for you felines So much potential that remains untapped I'm quite defensive cause I'm always being attacked But I, keep living my life in my lifetime I'm not left brained but I'm outta my right mind In this industry I'm going far The only rappers y'all will ever be is the one candy bars [Bridge: Doeboy] Y'all b**hes ain't sh** And y'all n***as ain't sh** too Cause I lost rap for you n***as (rap for you n***as) Can't trust half of you n***as I lost rap for you b**hes, yeah n***as act tough I ain't fearing 'em They don't want war I put fear in 'em Haters gossip but money be screaming I don't be hearing 'em Nah, I don't be hearing em [Verse 2: Doeboy] Running for the money like I sprang for track I got bars ya Sprint can't compete with that You talk war, I'll let my dogs beat your cats I put the steal to ya head then eat y'all caps I'm on a mission n***a, money can't leave the trap (I need tracks) It's gonna be a lot of cheese to feed the rats Money don't sleep dawg, I don't believe in naps More money more problems, I don't believe in that Once you rich, why you succeed to lack I catch wreck with the hands, I don't need a gat These b**hes can't hurt me, I don't need a strap My hood behind me, hit up slime when it's time to clap Trade my right hand, call the squad when it's time to snap K-Time gon shine, or live in the back Moving aside, my youngin's we Dobbs like snacks You in a squad full of snakes why they ain't eat you yet Cause you a rat caught in the mix who ain't peep the trap My n***as know your n***as,so how you compete with that [Hook: Doeboy] [Verse 3: D-Staxx] Watch on left wrist, but it got the right time Going H.A.M. grinding people up, pork rinds You'll comprehend this, in ugh... No time See I'm a boss, you working part time Whenever I'm spittin, I get a verbal spasm My girl look, Caribbean your girl look... handsome I'm living in reality, you can only imagine Flow so complex, you can't even fathom It's crazy, what this industry... Will do, to you I hate all my haters, the feelings mutual I'm an intellectual, heteros**ual, so incredible Eat these rappers up, edible I have a good purpose, not accidental No I'm not crazy, just a little instrumental Whenever I spit something, it's detrimental When the mixtape drops, it'll be monumental I'm gone... [Hook: Doeboy]