You ain’t heard nothing like this come from my city that’s why they been fuckin’ with me My skill set real I’ll be nice when I’m touchin’ fifty Like a Hova type, I ain’t get like this overnight And once they catch on, trust me, can’t no one control the hype Lettin’ ammo off steady you’d think I reloaded twice Twelve rounds or a hundred this hunger control the fight This a different speech, a different lawnchair, a different beach When we spit this a pinnacle that you couldn't reach This a twelve foot ditch nigga, I’m diggin’ deep It touch your soul, the hustlers bump when they touchin’ road I let these bars off nigga you best to tuck and roll Been hunger striking for years, I captain crunch a bowl Body shots like young Mike, these punches touch your soul This that new rap gospel talk with a touch of soul Evangelism, my notepad the good book I was Hakeem, got dreams, good hooks Recipes chef off memory, no cook books No handouts no alley-oops to good looks You can bring anybody you want Jordan, Jackson, ask them this flow is platinum, uh Been creating malice in wonderland As a kid I had to keep a knot in a rubber band Gold from the motherland, All on my upper hand, Shit I’m a troubled man, I rap this shit but you wouldn’t understand All you niggas like puppets see the strings attached That funny shit won’t fly, get your wings detached Do you dirty in your crib and leave your things in tact I bet they never make the prints on my fingers match Move slyer than the Grinch when it’s holidays Get the bag and I’m all the way outta sight but the family know I’m a call away Growing up I had it the harder way, sold dope in the hall today I still think I’m Anferne Hardaway A penny for your thoughts what my father say, The feeling like Marvin Gaye You see what my bars explain, a lot of pain Magneto, I control chartered planes, my bars is strange Already scored eighty one points nigga, just call it game Fortyfour assists by the fourth quarter, we calling plays Middle finger the whole league like Colin K. This a brand new anthem we stand tall to it That’s some shit that the people can’t do with y’all music This some get back up fuck if you fall music Check the plug, double the load, hustle it all music Have you ever seen bald rubix you all students This that jump out the car music, it’s God’s choosing Your jaw loosen, southpaw brusin’, I’m all mutant I’m being hunted, we in the trap and it’s been constructed Believe half what you see nothing that's been instructed In a second this song’ll activate self-destruction

Don’t compare me to you nigga you ain’t this Fuck ya fever and ya flu nigga you ain’t sick How you strutting like a god when the shoe ain’t fit I’m kinda surprised you ain’t slip, roll a ankle Shoelace trip, 2k shit, know ya angles Split the zone D, make smart plays, control the tempo See the hours that we put into tape checking Turn role players to great weapons ready for any setting Set the table for everybody mentioned we talking gang Organize like the panthers my niggas looking for answers Yea.. now these niggas looking for reason To murder everything breathing.. ‘cause no one wanna consider where they knee is when they kneeling.. you praying for healing Protesting or taking a life like you got no feelings Then feel a way when we really wanna stomp yo teeth in Bomb those precincts passion what we mob those streets with Don’t compare me to you nigga you ain’t this Don’t mention me wit them dudes man them dudes ain’t shit Don’t look at me like I’m new you just ain’t knew my shit Keep thinking I’m always cool til I lose my shit Don’t compare me to them they don’t feel like me Don’t associate my name ‘less it’s real like me Know your plug ain’t gon hit you wit a deal like me Know your favourite rapper songs don’t feel like these Don’t compare me to you nigga, you ain’t this Don’t rap about selling rock nigga you ain’t Chris You screaming you top five nigga you ain’t Kiss A headshot’ll make a toupee lift, Lyrically Lupe In 2k you see my whole mood swing shift It’s a big difference, Lebron to Kelly Oubre bitch, uh There’s two me’s, the thriller side and the killer side Gemini, me and J equivalent to Aquemini Witnessing Genocide, while Kyle Rittenhouse Running down twenty miles to send innocent men to die My hood is halfway gentrified So when the civics teach teaching me history I know they telling lies Not to be political or critical I’m Kobe with three defenders on me, kinda pivotal So when I say that we not the same, lil nigga stop the games I make the earth move like Doctor Strange Don’t compare me to you nigga you ain’t this Don’t mention me wit them dudes man them dudes ain’t shit Don’t look at me like I’m new you just ain’t knew my shit Keep thinking I’m always cool til I lose my shit Don’t compare me to them they don’t feel like me Don’t associate my name ‘less it’s real like me Know your plug ain’t gon hit you wit a deal like me Know your favourite rapper songs don’t feel like these

Blacklist who pussy? I’m just getting started boy, this game like new pussy Head first, make her say my name like who’s pussy Is it.. fuck with it exquisite And I’m pimpin’ ya bitch, like my ride my nigga call me Xzibit I hope you friends with your god, because you next to see him If I hit you you’ll fly a whole hectometer Say ya life a movie bet a long clip wet the theater You can never school me bet I’ll probably work check your teacher Bless the speakers everytime we involved So you catch the second shot before the barrel revolve Bet you never had to stare at a god, rappers get body bags Let the pallbearers stare at ya moms See a murder in your future when they stare at your palms Nigga I’m the next heir to Sadaam, came prepared with a bomb You may lose a whole pair full of arms You decomposing, you could smell it in the air on a farm Boy these bars different, list y’all favorites, they all get it Fall victim but they still wanna play it on all systems It’s fourth quarter, if Gu wide open I’m finna swing it Shoot a high percentage Lil nigga I’m gon wing it I’ma rise the leverage you rudimentary and it’s evident My shooter’ll take a chomp out you like The Revenant Nigga I’m the same ol’ G, and I’m genuine And I can also relapse on rappers like I’m Eminem I make machines like Elon, possessed de-mon I’m prime time like Deon, but half Clingon And one style catch fire once and they all cling on Swear these rappers share one beat they all sing on And I sing songs but you could bring on Any bar spitter you rate, bet my bars spit in his face Disregard your catalog by time my first four five Bars just rattle off, you don’t wanna battle Josh What’s the difference between Ryu and Ken Not much, I let some fireballs fly through your Benz It’s a storm when I ride through your ends I pull up on you you shit yourself, you need a whole line of Depends Why rap niggas really wanna die at the ledge Well fuck it, at least that pussy nigga high on the ledge And I’m the pusher man, push you make you fly off the ledge Ain’t a mountain high enough like Diana said Fully loaded I could fire instead, I’m quite tense Mike Pence, if I lose it make it fly on your head You a hustler nigga minus the bread I’m Leonidas with fightin’ niggas, lil nigga off with your head Like it’s rink night, niggas skate off with your bread Before walking up, you should proceed with caution instead For rappers, my nine to five is turning coffins to bed Any rappers wanna hop in instead? And for that Santa size bag get your jingle bells rocked in your sled Til that white track suit that you was rocking is red I don’t say much, you’d rather do the talking instead Hope you pray much, ‘cause you gon need God to repent I’m a deep nigga, you gon feel all types of decents Niggas tried to kill me, I had all types of attempts You ain’t never seen Mike on the bench Fuck around and score thirty four in the forth, all type of defence I make quick decisions you spend the whole night on the fence Just to fuck up and pick the wrong way of life in the end You lil bitch..

No long talking shall I begin If the good die young then why should I copy them If the savage get the bag tell me why should I not be him Have a heart they say, but heartbreak make your heart decay I’m in a game I’m too smart to play Where your people might throw you to the sharks for bait Where you might get eaten depending on the cards you play Try to play like it’s soft I bet that be your hardest day Carve your face it’s OFFSA the way I start the race Donovan Bailey just hail me but don’t jail me You’ll get shocked playing with moray eels The more I preach the more they feel, it’s the real You ain’t heard Bobby taught Michael how to slide his feet So just think of the Jacksons when son ride the beat You should find belief, you’ll be laying under some kind of sheet or extorted, for your fortune Yeah, that’s how this game go Get with it go get to gettin’ what you came for Make ‘em show you don’t believe it ‘cause they say so Handle yours ‘cause please believe they got them thangs loaded Yeah, go make your name known They’ll play you you let em play you, play the game though Yeah yeah, keep that same focus Yeah yeah, let em know you ain’t playin’ Yeah yeah.. Im trying to cope but niggas just wanna get him injured It’s Classified, I’m just working on my inner ninja If they could they would take advantage just check the vantage But my bitch caught the play forgot I was dating Samus I seen so much I wish that I could start over Or walk blind in the battlefield with glaucoma You’ll be a permanent sofa put in a long coma I don’t come from this planet baby ya boy Yoda Pair a handle like Kyrie with Bron’s motor And Dame’s range, Russell rings when it’s all over Sick of the underdog talks Taking fights on the undercard knowing the uppercut stop hearts How the fuck could you expect me to not Keep my foot on they necks for the block when they don’t want this pressure to stop And there’s some things you wanna get when it’s hot Like a meal or this joint when it drops but shots no probably not Yeah, that’s how this game go Get with it go get to gettin’ what you came for Make ‘em show you don’t believe it ‘cause they say so Handle yours ‘cause please believe they got them thangs loaded Yeah, go make your name known They’ll play you you let em play you, play the game though Yeah yeah, keep that same focus Yeah yeah, let em know you ain’t playin’ Yeah yeah..

I’m holding on but I’m trying not to lose faith I’m trying not to but I’m heading straight to Doomsday I just wanna pack it up like a suitcase This nigga tryna lead me on a wild goose chase My niggas told me but I’m voiding what the proof say Instead of looking I’m avoiding what the truth say Out of all the Scarecrows and Jokers In this life game of poker man my nigga turned Two-Face I ain't gon’ hold you long but nigga sit through this song Whole time I thought we were friends but this nigga a fraud trying to string me along like the strings on guitars listen up a got a story bout this nigga K***r we lost touch for a bit til we met at the store I thought I would fuck wit him since we been through some wars You know Gu I would bag up five hundred dimes He’d ask me to front him weed like five hundred times I'd front him some HQ’s just to help with the stress He’d try to pay me back with his little welfare cheques It's about morals it ain't about the shit that you did When you got the cheque you never bought shit for your kids A couples of months later and me I'm doing better than well He like Gu, I got some buckets lemme help with a sale I gave in and front him three hundred of butter He changed his number and the pussy ran off like a sucker I’m holding on but I’m trying not to lose faith I’m trying not to but I’m heading straight to Doomsday I just wanna pack it up like a suitcase This nigga tryna lead me on a wild goose chase My niggas told me but I’m voiding what the proof say Instead of looking I’m avoiding what the truth say Out of all the Scarecrows and Jokers In this life game of poker man my nigga turned Two-Face It’s funny what.. seven days could change used to try to play the hero here to save the game did everything by the book til life showed me the rules and I learned shit isn’t written on the page the same me and my dog told dude that we needed a pack did business with him before so he seen it as that pulled up on him at the crib he thinking everything solid til we backed out an empty strap flew out the door with his product our life expectancy short they told us that since children I guess I lived long enough to see myself turn villain turned women with good hearts to women who look smart but feel stupid for not being able to see through him I’m sorry.. past mistakes burnt off half his face got a ugly side truss when he smile half is fake or maybe not.. young black Harvey.. flip a coin never tell if it’s distress in a tear or hints of joy ...all innocence been destroyed ..that’s a truth most wishin they could avoid

my mind is infested.. with sick thoughts that circle like the feds did.. circled the block looking for young offenders we used to strut around reckless, hundred pounds broken down into dimes and twenties in our jeans and sweaters coulda sworn we seen it all until we seen the better options and bigger pictures realized we was playing checkers meanwhile they was chess moving and preying on us looking forward to us retaliating and spraying corners lord knows we deserved better but never got it just moved on to worse offenses and better profit put the radar on ya back if you got better product never flossed too crazy so they would never watch us catch us rocking our own brands instead of Prada we was Gucci before Gucci and Waka Flocka late teen years was forest fires and lots of vodka no conversation ‘bout health and wellness or talks of chakras I wish we woulda known better but I’d never change a thing.. no.. never.. no we just know the ways that the game showed us but somethings gotta change ‘fore it’s game over I shoulda listened to that teacher when she told me to write shouldn’t have listened to that hater when he told me to fight through my life I got all sorts of advice one ear out the other though, kept me from moving forward in life I got wrinkles in my past that I’m trying to iron turn that nigga a eat food, put his eye in the iron nigga wanna meet the lord, have ‘em flying to Zion shit, I shoulda been playing ball tryna fly like I’m Zion I coulda made a better decision when that nigga talked I coulda made a better incision my life edited with the best of precision tech and vest is forbidden, you could never know the stresses of living I had to live in the presence of villains, grand measures and killings the room flooded put my head to the ceiling,uh a fuckin’ quiet storm but I still feel the thunder I’m try to swim to the top but somethings pulling me under

We was kids we grew up watching the Dips Big birds, big shine, big watches and whips mean while OGs wasn’t flossing they shit but it was big glocks on the hip and rocks on the strip seen the cookies get crumbled no chocolate chips seen the re up vs. the profits we was watching the splits seen the big dogs rolling in the the profit from bricks knowing them youngins still gon double up that profit wit nips seen red vs. blue like it’s rockets and knicks some niggas was petty.. letting off the rocket for nicks doing James Harden step backs get cats crossed out they kicks and get yapped take the watch off ya wrist it was Sauga side burbs but them burbs had stoops and corners Clarkson,Ridge Block, South Mill we used them corners shout out the Vale where the gang set up the stu recording probably made a wop by the bus stop your dukes was boarding young and wildin’ we was stylin’ in two thousand six it’s twenty twenty's bet fetti we still around some licks homie, I’m a hell of a cooker, Mr. Whooper selling that sugar I do not need a booking just the boyz n the hood, Cuba Gooding there's gators swimming around that water, don’t put a foot in I still hoop with the hoopers, swoop with the swoopers my goons Koopa and Troopa they’ll roota and toota you won’t be pulling maneuvers, I’m from the same town stayed down, took a transit, or jumped up on the Greyhound have ya bitch in a frenzy, plenty women from Toronto to Grimsby, I’m big cheese put your nose on a barrel, gold from the Pharoah this for my soldiers in peril, bows and the arrows it’s like the national anthem they shootin’ cap guns shit, I’m not from Toronto but I’m a raptor she love me dearly and she know the amount butt I was Jazzy Jeff, always getting thrown out the house