Can III
Only human but I'm feeling like a god now
Seventeen years been a king, where is my crown
Blood, sweat tryna make it to the high ground
Elevate the music tryna make it out of my town
Look at the future, it's burning retinas
Your falsified bravado doesn't threaten us
I'm checking in penmanship in this generation and finding nothing
So I guess that Andre Mez is finally stepping up
Half man, half machine, modus operandi
I say I'm only human, those around me say I'm crazy
Halo burning, circuits frying, motherboard is on the fritz
I swear to me I come in peace, but try me and I'm with the shits
Aaron Judge, I'm the rookie and I'm killing y'all
If I die tonight, my greatest vice will prolly be involved
Call it love, lust, yearning for a legacy
Fifteen years, hear my name on who the greatest be
Not a human, more a figment of illusion
Murder me, I'll resurrect, you better find a new solution
Stupid motherfucker tryna trample on the movement
If you don't salute it, I'ma get a goon to shoot it
Respect comes when you walking like a legendary
Come across the old me walking through the cemetary
How it go when you focused on development
Backhand a pussy tryna take me out my element
Earth, wind, fire ain't shit when that water rise
Ocean levels soaring, skyscrapers getting sodomized
Rapture playing pussy, fast approaching two wars
But I don't give a fuck, I'm busy tryna make it to awards
State of mind when forgetting that you only human
Real shit never settles in when you going stupid
And I'm going stupid, just for the moment
Can I get a billi dollar, can I drive the new Impala
Can I eat the gushy like it's teppanyaki, Benihana
Can I, can I, can I get some bottles at the table
Can I sell a show and sell a record for my label
Can I get designer monogram inside the belt loop
Can I get like every bitch in just a single fell swoop
Can I kill a motherfucker no string attached and
Can I find a way to get my name up on the map
Can I go platinum, put the city on my back and
Can I tell the youngins cut that shit out, Michael Blackson
Can I make it to the greatness level Michael Jackson
Can I make it past twenty-seven is the question
Looking at the future, bright shit, burning retinas
Your falsified bravado doesn't threaten us
I'm checking in penmanship in this generation and finding nothing
So I guess that Andre Mez is finally stepping up
No humility, I'm better than these rappers that are trapped in my vicinity
I guarantee I'm chilling with the people that are killing me (motherfucker)
Target painted on my back, I got a heavy conscience
Bitch I'm only human, but I got a god complex
Kinda funny how I'm spitting all this bullshit
Feeling like a little lost child in a pool pit
Seventeen years been a king, where is my crown
Blood, sweat tryna make it to the high ground
Elevate the music tryna make it out of my town
Look at the future, it's burning retinas
Your falsified bravado doesn't threaten us
I'm checking in penmanship in this generation and finding nothing
So I guess that Andre Mez is finally stepping up
Half man, half machine, modus operandi
I say I'm only human, those around me say I'm crazy
Halo burning, circuits frying, motherboard is on the fritz
I swear to me I come in peace, but try me and I'm with the shits
Aaron Judge, I'm the rookie and I'm killing y'all
If I die tonight, my greatest vice will prolly be involved
Call it love, lust, yearning for a legacy
Fifteen years, hear my name on who the greatest be
Not a human, more a figment of illusion
Murder me, I'll resurrect, you better find a new solution
Stupid motherfucker tryna trample on the movement
If you don't salute it, I'ma get a goon to shoot it
Respect comes when you walking like a legendary
Come across the old me walking through the cemetary
How it go when you focused on development
Backhand a pussy tryna take me out my element
Earth, wind, fire ain't shit when that water rise
Ocean levels soaring, skyscrapers getting sodomized
Rapture playing pussy, fast approaching two wars
But I don't give a fuck, I'm busy tryna make it to awards
State of mind when forgetting that you only human
Real shit never settles in when you going stupid
And I'm going stupid, just for the moment
Can I get a billi dollar, can I drive the new Impala
Can I eat the gushy like it's teppanyaki, Benihana
Can I, can I, can I get some bottles at the table
Can I sell a show and sell a record for my label
Can I get designer monogram inside the belt loop
Can I get like every bitch in just a single fell swoop
Can I kill a motherfucker no string attached and
Can I find a way to get my name up on the map
Can I go platinum, put the city on my back and
Can I tell the youngins cut that shit out, Michael Blackson
Can I make it to the greatness level Michael Jackson
Can I make it past twenty-seven is the question
Looking at the future, bright shit, burning retinas
Your falsified bravado doesn't threaten us
I'm checking in penmanship in this generation and finding nothing
So I guess that Andre Mez is finally stepping up
No humility, I'm better than these rappers that are trapped in my vicinity
I guarantee I'm chilling with the people that are killing me (motherfucker)
Target painted on my back, I got a heavy conscience
Bitch I'm only human, but I got a god complex
Kinda funny how I'm spitting all this bullshit
Feeling like a little lost child in a pool pit
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