The Burnin Giraph - Untitled 3 lyrics

[Intro: Alex Wiley] *cough* At first I was fake coughing so you knew I was smoking Now I'm real coughing *cough* Alright check it [Verse] Getting to the cash though Never been too bashful Spit it like I'm sipping Tobasco out the flask though Stay fresher than a tadpole So tell me what you mad for Never been an a**hole Okay I lied Whipping, whipping, whipping in the fast lane Nothing's meant to last mane Team on my back like it's my last name Burden me, hurting me I am hurdling the past mane (?) Sturdily I ain't worried about the wrath mane Never been fazed I'm astounded at the foot of this mountain Ready to climb, say my grace Took a seat at the table Ready to dine Ready to find I bit off too much, overwhelming mouthfuls Meditate in front of fountains when in need of council Wonder what I'll amount to They think they f**ing with me Highly doubtful Wonder what Wiley 'bout to Do to these guys I don't do the disguises I will out you I am the son, you are new to the skies But I will melt you Matter of fact let me help you Matter of fact I don't need to I would only mislead you Matter of fact take this needle Matter of fact free your mind and speak your truth and free your people I just hope they believe you I just hope they believe you (x3) [Outro: Sample]