What It Is
I was writing a song, sit back in my home
Alert on my phone, he texting what's wrong
I'm bracking the code, a glass and I'm home
I'm grabbing the chrome, he tagging along
It's the throwback kid
Give beats the backflip
Man I blow backs with
I leave em backless
Hold still, Like a Kodak pic
A-Zeus?
What if they knew you?
What would they do?
Plugged with a box Like a cable?
God doesn't give you anything you can't handle
That's why everything I done ran through
No time is too long, no distance too far
No one can tear me apart, better ring the alarm
Dad said I'm stubborn, I had faith in the block
Only time I heard pops? when they busting em shots
This dusty mf, I mean crusty mf
Don't touch me mf, you rusty mf
Ditch digger, get rid her
Dick in her, get thinner
Ribs finna, show
Whoops, then I'm getting dome
Whoops like y'all didn't know
Whips like I'm finna blow
Whips like a ten year old
I was writing a song, sit back in my home
Alert on my phone, he texting what's wrong
I'm bracking the code, a glass and I'm home
Im grabbing the chrome, he tagging along
When Kobe and Shaq we're running it back
I was sonning u cats, now I clap with the gat
When The Rock was cooking
And 8 Mile just shook em
I was styling crookin
I was wyling hookin
It's like your shoes unlaced the way you tripping son
Running with the nose and I ain't Pippen son
And I refuse to chase these bitches son
Ditching on em like a hit and run
Sent in Lagos, Benjys follow
Custom models, Plenty bottles
Henny convo, Some misqatto
Engage the Throttle
Been through frustrations
I relied on isolation
I don't do meditation
I used to sedate
Like grooms, they set a date
I breathe, then ventilate
Repeat then innovate
The fools I set em straight
Pay dues then levitate
I mean look at me
I'm fat and sloppy
Real as can be
In fact, I'm godly
Unorthodox, man I ain't Wahabi
Yet suicidal like a Kamakizi
Walking on em like a horror zombie
I'm bearing light like the Annunaki
Alert on my phone, he texting what's wrong
I'm bracking the code, a glass and I'm home
I'm grabbing the chrome, he tagging along
It's the throwback kid
Give beats the backflip
Man I blow backs with
I leave em backless
Hold still, Like a Kodak pic
A-Zeus?
What if they knew you?
What would they do?
Plugged with a box Like a cable?
God doesn't give you anything you can't handle
That's why everything I done ran through
No time is too long, no distance too far
No one can tear me apart, better ring the alarm
Dad said I'm stubborn, I had faith in the block
Only time I heard pops? when they busting em shots
This dusty mf, I mean crusty mf
Don't touch me mf, you rusty mf
Ditch digger, get rid her
Dick in her, get thinner
Ribs finna, show
Whoops, then I'm getting dome
Whoops like y'all didn't know
Whips like I'm finna blow
Whips like a ten year old
I was writing a song, sit back in my home
Alert on my phone, he texting what's wrong
I'm bracking the code, a glass and I'm home
Im grabbing the chrome, he tagging along
When Kobe and Shaq we're running it back
I was sonning u cats, now I clap with the gat
When The Rock was cooking
And 8 Mile just shook em
I was styling crookin
I was wyling hookin
It's like your shoes unlaced the way you tripping son
Running with the nose and I ain't Pippen son
And I refuse to chase these bitches son
Ditching on em like a hit and run
Sent in Lagos, Benjys follow
Custom models, Plenty bottles
Henny convo, Some misqatto
Engage the Throttle
Been through frustrations
I relied on isolation
I don't do meditation
I used to sedate
Like grooms, they set a date
I breathe, then ventilate
Repeat then innovate
The fools I set em straight
Pay dues then levitate
I mean look at me
I'm fat and sloppy
Real as can be
In fact, I'm godly
Unorthodox, man I ain't Wahabi
Yet suicidal like a Kamakizi
Walking on em like a horror zombie
I'm bearing light like the Annunaki
Credits
Writer(s): Abdulaziz Alzayed
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