You ain't never heard a genius on a microphone
Saying 'Quise, you a fiend leave the mic alone
Shit is whatever, I shoot a Beretta
And kill any member
That think they contendin'
Without any effort, their bodies get severed
And put in a river, woah
Tellin' me to put the mic down
That's like tellin' tweaks to go and put the pipe down
Lifestyle, hella reckless, these fellas'll snatch ya necklace
Livin' by the shell, where they pop your melon for breakfast
So who is this guy, livin' his life
Like he was a pyro
Spittin' that fire, out of his mind
With a divine flow
The moment that I don't
Hit a brother with the combo
Kill em all off with the rhythm, as soon as you hearin' the moment that I'm home
You are not welcome here
Keep yo ass there below
If we catch you up here
My niggas might take your soul
See we be runnin' at night
But we don't pray to the moon
Yeah we come from the bottom
So we got nothing to lose
What's a king to a god
What's a god when it's me
Niggas cold to my face
But I swear I'll bring heat
Give a fuck 'bout your name
All disrespect to your law
Bitch I'll spit on your grave
Don't give a fuck if you gone
Make a nigga wanna grind with that heat
Make a nigga wanna grind till it's fo'
God damn I grind till I'm sleep
Wake up start grinding some mo'
I swear, I swear I'm the king
I just want everybody to know
I'm already in major leagues
Just wait till a young nigga blow
Just wait till a young nigga go
Nigga tell me what's a lamb to the G.O.A.T
I gotta switch it on these niggas
Somebody done passed me the remote
Get paid then act like a ghost
I swear we used to be broke
But now we whippin' around town and we ain't goin' down that road
I know that my life define growth
Y'all all copy style like y'all clones
My flow I use it to pick apart my foes
Gettin em gone, doin em harm, murder a song as soon as it's on
And when it's on, you gon' wanna sing along
Recognize the face of a don, I'm killin' em all
Check the tactics
This ain't even a track trick
I don't spit verses you just hear me close caskets
You are not welcome here
Keep yo ass there below
If we catch you up here
My niggas might take your soul
See we be runnin' at night
But we don't pray to the moon
Yeah we come from the bottom
So we got nothing to lose
What's a king to a god
What's a god when it's me
Niggas cold to my face
But I swear I'll bring heat
Give a fuck 'bout your name
All disrespect to your law
Bitch I'll spit on your grave
Don't give a fuck if you gone