Time to Shine

Yo, respect is not given, it's earned bro
Letting you herbs know, the way I'm spitting, could burn dro
Niggas is straight pussy, so they kittens in boots
They be hating, rookies know I got this game in a noose
Aim and you shoot, you still miss
I built this from the ground up, these little shits can catch a real clip
Feel this like splinters in ya stomach, you don't really want it
You want smoke, but you blunted, must be off dope or something
Cousin, we was never close, I'm spitting better flows
More dollars than Creflo, is you getting checks, no
Woah, hoe, you stay on ya knees
And you making low blows, literally
Hating on another brother cuz ya pockets is light
Bitches faking like they tougher, say they hotter than ice
I'm the type that get these checks cleared
I do it now, fuck the next year, then I cut shit out, just like some chest hairs
Code of the streets, please hold the heat
Niggas out here seem to be loaded for beef
That man's a walking brick, yo, he stuffing coke in his sneaks
They just low and they sneak, but I holds no critique
Watch 'em fold like a seat when the cops near
Gold in his teeth, but he got scared, this shit is just not rare
A lot of y'all rappers could stop here
You not God's son, you Nasir, got guns and glocks, dear
Nah, you not prepared, you scared straight, and petrified
Why you keep hiding ya bare face, you scared to die
Ya face in cement, why, you talk to rats and roaches
You half my quotients, then you know the gat exploding
Yo, they say my heart artificial
I don't cry about the lies, so don't pass me all the tissue
Issues, I don't have it, they all talk, but never back it
I could swing with a right, but I don't even have a racquet
But I do have this ratchet, I'll clank you pricks
These niggas, yo they really acting, they ain't legit
I'll smack a nigga if I have'ta, they made me pissed
Fuck is wrong with these assholes, they just ain't shit
Take a trip, where you'll see some crazy shit
Got killers and drug-dealers that'll blaze the fifth
You prissy niggas like Taylor Swift, ya frail as shit
I told y'all I barely spit, they carry fits
Everytime I blaze the mic, I'm fairly lit
And niggas wasn't made to fight, they scared and snitch
Every fucking page I write, it's like a script
So, they just wanna take my life, when crisis hits
I piped ya bitch, but I ain't wanna keep her
I trick divas, then I just piss on parking meters
I wouldn't like me neither, you Skypin' with a cheater
Yo, I like me a eater, and it's kinda nice to meet ya
You don't really got the stripes, tryna be in them Adidas
I be sliding in a Beamer, with a pint of the liter
She a treesha, not a keeper, why ya so eager
Bitches chuckin' on my wood, shit reminds me of a beaver
Y'all not adamant when versing me
Ya money, it stay subtracting, cuz you ain't earning G's
Niggas'll smack you to the dirt, cuz you a earthly seed
Don't act you've heard of me, you just a turd with fleas
Nigga