Know Nobody OG (feat. Saint Jak)
I've been studying the game but I don't know nobody
Wrote about a hundred tracks but didn't show nobody
Pushing rhymes all the time
Promote clubs to thumb lines
But it's while nobody's watching that cubs become lions
Observed Based God, Kanye, and Kendrick ascending
In mortal throes to immortal thrones never ending
Memes posed as art and rappers playing with the part
Acting like they're hard spending all the cash with disregard
Skill ain't genetic
Magnetic memetics
Whoever just said it had read it on reddit
The way I spit this OC cements me an OG
I don't know anybody, but soon they'll know me
When you hear about a show
On the low, go see
Need you near enough to listen to me though
Closely
Though I've demons in my heart
The angels chose me
From the start till I depart I'll keep my shells round like Rosie
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got no buddies
I can't even speak cause my drink too muddy
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got nobody
I can't even speak cause I drank 2 muddies
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
I'm whipping on a Tesla
Grimy with the raps like I hang out with Skepta
Already took a half but I might take an extra
Shot or two, I'm on it dude
Five a day to Mecca
The resurrector
Raps unconscious
Writing blackout got my flow like darkness
Only do it for a sense of catharsis
Midas Wright, damn right, homie my accomplice
Brought a grenade to a knife fight
Squares get lit like I'm playing with a LiteBrite
Mixing fright knight, masked up like Bayne
Swerving in the Subaru
Steady switching lanes
Workflow & my teeth keep grinding
Tired so the strands of my mind unwinding
I ain't fucking with you if you ain't fucking me
She free to get on this dick
But this dick ain't free, yuh
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got no buddies
I can't even speak cause my drink too muddy
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got nobody
I can't even speak cause I drank 2 muddies
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
Shouldn't let me off this chain
Like attack dogs
Cause you a pussy and a bitch like CatDog
All of my flows? Sound just identical
Touching eight bitches
Octopus Tentacles
Squeeze me for yogurt, these Danimal animals
The way I'm eating rappers I'm a damnable cannibal
They don't wanna face me
I'm finna go Hannibal
Snatching on their chains like a motherfucking manacle
Pop an MC till I lock up his mandible
Bait him and charge, matador and a bull
You ain't into beef? You vegetables cannable
I'm the testable testament, effable, tangible
Ethical mastermind with ill intent to master mine
Asher rhymes in faster time require too much casting time
Flashing mine against these other MCs
Empty with envy, wanna get like me
And you know me
Yeah you know me
Wrote about a hundred tracks but didn't show nobody
Pushing rhymes all the time
Promote clubs to thumb lines
But it's while nobody's watching that cubs become lions
Observed Based God, Kanye, and Kendrick ascending
In mortal throes to immortal thrones never ending
Memes posed as art and rappers playing with the part
Acting like they're hard spending all the cash with disregard
Skill ain't genetic
Magnetic memetics
Whoever just said it had read it on reddit
The way I spit this OC cements me an OG
I don't know anybody, but soon they'll know me
When you hear about a show
On the low, go see
Need you near enough to listen to me though
Closely
Though I've demons in my heart
The angels chose me
From the start till I depart I'll keep my shells round like Rosie
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got no buddies
I can't even speak cause my drink too muddy
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got nobody
I can't even speak cause I drank 2 muddies
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
I'm whipping on a Tesla
Grimy with the raps like I hang out with Skepta
Already took a half but I might take an extra
Shot or two, I'm on it dude
Five a day to Mecca
The resurrector
Raps unconscious
Writing blackout got my flow like darkness
Only do it for a sense of catharsis
Midas Wright, damn right, homie my accomplice
Brought a grenade to a knife fight
Squares get lit like I'm playing with a LiteBrite
Mixing fright knight, masked up like Bayne
Swerving in the Subaru
Steady switching lanes
Workflow & my teeth keep grinding
Tired so the strands of my mind unwinding
I ain't fucking with you if you ain't fucking me
She free to get on this dick
But this dick ain't free, yuh
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got no buddies
I can't even speak cause my drink too muddy
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
When I hit the club, I don't know nobody
Shades on my face
I ain't got nobody
I can't even speak cause I drank 2 muddies
But I don't give a fuck
I don't know nobody
Shouldn't let me off this chain
Like attack dogs
Cause you a pussy and a bitch like CatDog
All of my flows? Sound just identical
Touching eight bitches
Octopus Tentacles
Squeeze me for yogurt, these Danimal animals
The way I'm eating rappers I'm a damnable cannibal
They don't wanna face me
I'm finna go Hannibal
Snatching on their chains like a motherfucking manacle
Pop an MC till I lock up his mandible
Bait him and charge, matador and a bull
You ain't into beef? You vegetables cannable
I'm the testable testament, effable, tangible
Ethical mastermind with ill intent to master mine
Asher rhymes in faster time require too much casting time
Flashing mine against these other MCs
Empty with envy, wanna get like me
And you know me
Yeah you know me
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Grey Newell
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