Letras
Who dare disturb me in my sleep?
You know my Zs offer more than all the ABCs
The things I make you see might preoccupy your dreams, right?
Haven't made a peep since like green light
And y'all afraid I might see light
And put my hands up like I'm praying for a god to smite
I just need to write you
So siphon through this mic so all my haters fuck off
Eat shit, die and subscribe to TIDAL
The life of dogma rap, gone from these gods and cats
I'm raining on you hoes like I'm sitting behind your harness strap
Son, might just black out the map
I write shit that could write the next almanac back to back
Who the best? You the man, you can rap
You not black, who is that? Who this man? What is that?
What he doing? Give me that
You can find him in the cut with a jimmy hat
Been a while since you heard from the maniac
Haven't done an interview in like two years
Haven't left home in like two years
Haven't had a drink in like two years
Wonka with the gates
Didn't give a fuck for like two years
Follow the prince
You know that I'm 'bout to be king in like two years
Wonka with the gates
I'ma show you what I want to
Yeah, a handful could come through
And you know the ticket ain't golden, boy
Wonka with the gates
I'ma show you what you're made of
'Til my competition laid up
And I'll be the last one standing here
Wonka with the gates
I'ma show you what I want to
Yeah, a handful could come through
And you know the ticket ain't golden, boy
Wonka with the gates
I'ma show you what you're made of
'Til my competition laid up
And I'll be the last one standing here
No, I'm not on Stones Throw, thought you'd know that by now
'Bout to build my compound, thought you'd know that by now
I make all my beats, I thought you'd know that by now
I'm one of the best rappers, don't you know that by now?