Letras
Shit
Yea
Ion give a fuck about your word
I listened to your music, it was bad
Like an earthy black girl with butterfly locs
You saying this that and the third
About you owning a glock
Knowing you've never taken a shot
A day in your life in this world
I tend to observe and ima start the double checking too
Just because you can never be too sure
Told her "ion want no sex"
And then she gon' pull out her tities, I'm disturbed
She get to twitching like Kai
When the situation becomes awkward
You prolly won't catch me sitting on out the curb
In December
Cause its colder than my last written verse
Im actually worth the investment, it's just what I deserve
But I won't take it, you can go and forget whatever you heard
Dont test the urge
My silhouette might black you out, the color inverts
These words will back you in the street
Just like the sample's reversed
Yall be rehearsing beef and thinking it works
The only thing that ends up working is the fall-off
And it is well-deserved
But what's a rap critic?
You just a fan, after the tan you'll be feeling like
"Oh, i didn't have to get it"
Let's take an analytic approach
Why is we rating the art with the stats
Like I'm playing center position?
Push the power forward like Anthony Davis invented it
I ain't stopping for niggas
They gon have to keep wishing
That I would just end up tripping
So they can come catch me slipping and take my spot
It ain't happening soon, so they might as well stop
Stirring the pot, cooking something hot like we 'bout to drop
No I won't share my location, don't want you knowing the spot
Bro getting caught sabotaging a lot
Crazy how an NPC would rock
Calling everybody a bot but themselves
If you mistaking the internet for reality then you need some help
Therapy costing, is you willing to delve?