| I just need a week to cook up |
| Niggas physique to weak to compete with the elites do some push-ups |
| Still can’t spar with the God |
| Try ya hardest to bob |
| Ya’ll Subpar bar for bar I hardy har har at ya squad |
| I hardly spark gars which is odd |
| Ya’ll need weed to reach my sober thoughts |
| If I chief then sheesh you’ll need a pole to vault |
| They so distraught |
| Fuck about all the shoes and clothes you bought |
| Foes you fought and how many hoes you caught |
| Ya’ll ain’t take heed of Lessons the ogs taught |
| Under perform and over talk |
| How u gon throw the salt… |
| At a seasoned vet, which emcees is next to step up n try they best to cease the |
| threat My old bitch tryn reconnect |
| I’m way too busy to read ya txt |
| Rap niggas sayin we need to work |
| I’m too well versed to sell you a verse |
| Grew up too tuff to believe these acts |
| They all puppets with strings attached |
| Feel like anyone with a mic can get a check I came to collect on |
| Bitch u know the name put some respect on it |
| G R I P |
| Came in dis game with a pen n a pad |
| And da sins from my past |
| To repent in da form of these gems for the lads through these hymns that I had |
| And sumn else oh yea tend to the bag |
| Promised myself that a limb wouldn’t drag |
| And now it’s lookin real grim for you dagggg |
| Boys ain’t fukn with him in da lab |
| Why niggas even attempt to collab |
| Paint the Sistine with 16 bars |
| With 32 I’m magic |
| My first 48 will do you tragic |
| A 64 it’s caskets |
| Perhaps its taken it too far |
| I’m 2pac in a 2022 car |
| I’m anti don’t wanna kno who nun of you are |
| I can’t lie my stomach rumbling for the new star |
| It’s enticing, I’m Mike on da mic if we do spar |
| I’m just warming up this is heat rock |
| The heir apparent in a pair of pyer moss reeboks Might bust down the g shock |
| Since Broke boyz buyin rollies off depop |
| I don’t sip from the teapot |
| And, I don’t drink well, I don’t do cheap shots |
| If it’s a problem I don’t stress it |
| Real nigga I’m stamped so I address it |
| God did it first I’m second |
| Crafted this in 6 days on the 7th, I rested |
| Soon come mo raps from the boy |
| Til den sit back relax n enjoy |