Intro

Let me start off by saying this
Write it down like a shopping list
This here is a birthday gift
From us to you so please take a seat

I'm a runner up but I'm fast as hell
Do I dumb it down so that I can sell
Talking bout bitches like I'm under spell
Can I tell y'all quick or do I have to yell
We all have an image to maintain
Knock off or original that's the same thang
Sound all the same duplicate the names
We have been around we have heard your sound
Nothing worthy comes out your mouths
Nothing about the lyrics but about how loud
The bass drops and the crowd goes wild
Stack it up
Put in a pile
Do what you want you can never match my style
I'm all grown up you still infantile
Coming into the game so discrete
Few left dying breed

Y'all thought I was done
But I'm coming back
No new shit
I'm at a cul de sac
Another one hit wonder
Well perhaps
Watch me pull a rabbit
Out your hat
Beat so lit like we burning fat
Watch the diet like I'm running track
Win another gold
Watch me get my plaque
Too many 808s
Damn I'm feeling trapped
Too much smoke
I got cataracts
2020 vision is now too abstract
2 years till we on the top
The game is a code and
I got it cracked



Credits
Writer(s): Kyo King
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