Obsolete

Ayy, they say, the more that you peak, the less that you seek

Forever student of the game, but certain shit obsolete

Lot of my idols switching up it's disappointing to me

Now do I blame the time, or they passion is dying

Maybe it's part of the way they like to mold you in the industry

Quick to betray your morals, I know you never kept a G

Still against the odds, I told my shooter, don't shoot vertically

Far from a timeline rap, we making history

Ayy, this ain't a moment, bitch, I'm forever

I'm aging like fine wine, I'm only getting better

And even when I'm 60, I'll still be a trendsetter

Now ask Waynewood, it's like 900 records

On the vault, we walking it how we talk

I be dabbling with genres I never run out of chalk

Probably shortest in the room, but I carry the biggest heart

Check, show me a blank canvas, I'll show you art

Ayy, I paint picture like Mona Lisa

Blowing a fat Cohiba with a baddie Latina

Her name is sumn like Tahlia

From Miami to Nica

It's Mr. Body any feature

Make em' skip to my verse

That's the procedure, hold up

Ooh, I got the dog in me, yeah

I'm the one who talk the least, ayy

Spectator mode, I'm lowkey

Take a look at these motherfuckers obsolete

Okay, we gon' ball till the lights turn off

You know we in charge, motherfuck your cost

Like, if we want it, we could take it all straight boss shit

Everything we do is supreme, we never gossip

I used to dream of being the hardest in Dade County

Till I started traveling and noticed what's around me

The mindset hopping out the box, but I'm forever grounded

International Dade, I'm loving how that sounded

Now tell the blogs, bitch, make me rich

If you see me on headlines, I'm probably smacking a bitch

Outchea minding my business cause everybody a snitch

I got no interest, trying to make it to a top ten list

Fuck them, you call them a god, I call them a fraud

It's fuck all the broads and fuck all the props