Godlike

Fuck you talking bout

Punishing you back it up

Trying to get hella clout

But something ain't adding up

I need a panic room

Cause bitch i'm mad as fuck

All these rappers frontin

All these rappers suck i know the truth

You only real in the booth

You ain't got it in the field

I got the juice and i got the boot straps

Ready to kill nothing to loose

Something to proof wait how does it feel

Not your run of the mill

Bitch i'm running a mil

Yeah i'm hella drill fuck sex appeal

I got a set of skills that the devil fear

You ain't never near bitch i'm everywhere

And I keep it a hundred like

I don't pose

I just take your soul and i'm outta here

I'm so cold yeah my heart frozen

I don't care hit the road

Bitch i'm going rouge all by myself

Get to close when that beat explode

Yeah you going deaf