BUTTON CHECK

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up

I'm tired of bein nice to lames

If I dropped my diss records now I'd have like twice the fame

Left handed bandit, when I write I might ignite the page

If you was tryna burn me out, you'll need like twice the flame

Endeavoring to son me, but my birthright's your iced remains

I'm a sandwich, I ain't surprised niggas biting game

And when they try to spit the shit themselves

It don't hit quite the same

It's quite a shame, niggas tryna claim what's mine in vain

Really tryna take a nigga sauce, won't even cite the name

Damn. It's too many y'all in my domain

Pokémon battle, if I can see you, you're inside the range

I'm Obi-Wan, bet I can see it all from high terrain

Run the set, I'll button check the blower like a fighting game

And you won't get a run back, this isn't Life is Strange

Deep down, y'all know everything you hype is lame

But he said that he said that he said it was fire

So I guess, that I'm just, a motherfuckin liar

Heh, or maybe I never bought the hype

Niggas goin on sale, who getting bought tonight

So they can sell a lifestyle they ain't live off the mic

And I ain't gotta name names, just know they're often white

Often like to dig up some coffins and have a talkin fight

Talkin like they shouldn't be clockin into an office like

Get a job, get a hob, your parents are getting robbed

Bitch I had to get a mob, just so I could walk at night

Don't let me get a vod of you when you be talkin spice

Life gave me lemons, and a lemon pepper appetite

Y'all hungry dogs at the table beggin for half a slice

These niggas could be my mom, still wouldn't be half as nice

As I be, Ivy's askin me for speeches

But no words can replace what experience teaches

I've known hurt, I've seen hate, I've beaten my sneakers

Like Shohei, I beam it straight, into the bleachers

Nigga home run

And now I could buy the Foam 1s

I had to hit the ground running, like I done stole some