I see you niggas watching
I heard the gossip
At the point in life where nothing niggas do really surprise me
That publicity be profit
All that hating shit is sickening
cuz regardless where I’m sitting
Jail my only competition
All that acting out you doing stop it, take a intermission
Being bent all out of shape what got niggas in disposition
Took the pot I had to piss in and whipped It like I’m a chemist
All that NaCL gon have your pressure through the ceiling
The furthest thing from perfect but I
chase it in these verses
Far from being famous but I’m polished as a wordsmith
The game ain’t what it used to be but damn it got some perks to it
You used to be a starter now you garbage, Kendrick Perkins shit
Iont sweat the shit you saying in your records
Yeah your shit might get some spins
I know the shit I say is better
Watched niggas align themselves with who they think gon get em cheddar
Just cuz they ain’t got the hustle
Off the muscle Imma kill em
Got some problems coming
Tell ya people they got some bodies coming
You talking money in ya verses now I’m bounty hunting
Career killer like the Pistons do with hoopers
It’s my contract year imma finna show em I’m a shooter

I take a L before I sacrifice my character
Worry none about what niggas think cuz I ain’t scared of em
My enemies don’t speak out loud
They talk amongst themselves
cuz they know that they don’t want that clout
Listen it’s Pimpin In my syntax
venom in my sentence
All that frauding get ya bitch snatched
I game wit ill intentions
All the trauma made me menacing
The rhyming is my medicine
Better than being known for white girl like Kevin Federlin
That drama spin your bend is you prepared for war?
Nigga it’s power in this pen, how you using yours?
We can peep when you selling out for them people
That’s why we ain’t equal
Rock solid I ain’t never been see thru
Fuck y’all niggas, I mean that, fuck y’all niggas
Y’all ain’t have me when shit was dark so imma shine on niggas
You got your hand out I’m Stevie wonder blind on niggas
I can see you but Imma curve just to remind y’all niggas
Bean to these Tony Allen bitches peep how hard they work to lock a nigga
Shoulda been the Lox wit how I played the Roc
Coulda been AD the way I played the block
Stand to lose some pounds I had to shake the pot
Fuck what niggas on I know I need my spot
I know it’s hard to see but trust me I been through a lot
Celebrate my wins cuz it was times where shit was really popped
Now I close my eyes and all I see is Vs and flooded rocks
Know I’m getting close it’s hard to breathe when you get near the top