Letras
I see you haters doing what you do best
Talkin that pessimistic energy you ll never be blessed
Mamis ready for game
With that thing moist under the dress
Haters gettin left flat
When my hot iron press
Bringing the noise like PE
Target on my back no sleeping
Niggas aim to take it all away
Leaving you leaking
On the concrete
It's likely
They won't survive the
Verbal invasion
On point never missing
These shots won't be Grazing
In a zone
My name be googling in the Chrome
Making these Mamis
Wanna jump on the bone
Like the floors gone
Don't hold on
Once I noticed
Paranoid your hopes gone
You annoyed
By moves I be taking
Never flaking
I'm anti doing nothing
See the leaves
Hit the lawn and start raking
Hear the breakbeats
Noddin so hard necks be breaking
Hook
V2
I'm digging through
Like Shawshank
To Get up out of this hole
Keeping away from lazy bros
Me I'm never relaxing
Always cooking something up in the stove
Staying sharp like arrows
Shooting outta of bows
Asking about flows ?
Like Shabba Ranks
I got trailer loads
Everything you need like
Trader Joe's
The bond between the Mic and I
Is like relationship goals
Nothing can get in between us
The hater can never defeat us
Every word is precious
Just like a baby fetus
Keeping it fire like Ghost Rider
Without the use of a ghostwriter
Nothing I do is satire
But authentic
They claim
They want war but they get tired
Retreat when the flames higher