New Kid on the Block

I am over you, and your hatred
(And your hatred)
You can't stop us now, 'cause you're still basic
(Still basic)
I am over you, and your hatred
(And your hatred)
You can't stop us now, 'cause you're still basic
(Still basic)

Feeling like the world is just resting up on my shoulders
And everyone around me bipolar, I call 'em posers
Men up in my E-mail get money, I call 'em closers
Ya favorite rapper is praying and hoping his bail gets lowered
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm the one with the token
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm the one that was chosen
I'm the one that's not on the block but I'm still hot
My records get more spins and they never get nots
(Yo)
I'm the most sought out
War? I tell 'em fall out
Microwave pop out
Only 'cause they Glocks out
Hood bitches with locks out
Hood bitches pull locs out
Hood bitches want niggas that's fly
These niggas they hate on me
Politics, they debate on me
Contemplate, but I can't relate
'Cause the deals won't negate on me
I be cooking when I'm writing, these beats just be adding flavoring
Niggas want me to fail but they know im worth savoring
Go

Niggas don't know me no
But they wanna know me so,
Oh, I
Hit 'em with this Holy bibe
Hit 'em with this Holy vibe
Oh, I

I'm just spitting gospel, it's lyrical so they call it rap
And they just know a nigga that sell it and so they call it trap
Closest they ever came to cappin' niggas was a swimming cap
My old heads been whacked, you niggas been wack
I really rap nigga

I am over you, and your hatred
(And your hatred)
You can't stop us now, 'cause you're still basic
(Still basic)
I am over you, and your hatred
(And your hatred)
You can't stop us now, 'cause you're still basic
(Still basic)

Yo
It's a deception of your mind we speakin' literal
These niggas clearly tell you what they want, you just ain't hearing them
I know you hear me cooking on this shit, I think I'm searing 'em
And no you'll never hear me on a diss, that shit ain't liberal
Yo
I'm try'na liberate, motivate, and get accolades
Might throw some shade while I'm in the game, they said
"Yeah Manny, he a jack of trades"
Edamame on some healthy shit
Sesame seeds you a salty bitch
Pork eatin' ass I'mma poultry nigga
I do it all he a mostly nigga
You a posin' nigga like
Flick, flick, flick, snap, snap, snap
(Over the shoulder)
We know that nigga broke but that's not what he told her
I don't want these niggas 'round me, get that chip off shoulder
But I'm never going back to rapping sober, I'm a loner
Aftershock, now lets talk, we got bars in stock
Duncan hines on my face, that's a muffin top
Other rappers we can't hear 'em now they jaws is locked
They appalled, they shocked, the new kid on the block nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Bennett
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