Ghostwriter/Zeus Freestyle
RDI
Yo
Niggas be hattin', they talkin' they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
My semi be bussing
It sound like a auction
Every time I hop in the booth
I'm walking on water
I feel like a boss nigga
You can call me Jesus
These people got ghostwriters
Thinkin' that they the shit
But we all know the truth
Niggas be hattin', they talkin' they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
My semi be bussing
It sound like a auction
Every time I hop in the booth
I'm walking on water
I feel like a boss nigga
You can call me Jesus
These people got ghostwriters
Thinkin' that they the shit
But we all know the truth
Fuck all my hatters
And fuck all my ex's
Cuz I'm 'bout to hop in that coop
I'm not gonna lie, I ain't no shooter
But I got some niggas that do
No flexing and flashin'
I will go home write a hit
And I'm money dancing
They say my shit sound too perfect
Cuz I be understanding and programming
I just be enhancing, no panamera
I am the most underrated
The lyrical lines for these bars
Got me snapping like I'm thanos
They faded
I studied the mumble rappers
But I couldn't even hear
One thing that they saying
Oh you got better in a week
Nigga that's just something called upgrading
This is my passion
Fuck all the pussy
And nigga just gimmie the loot
Hop on the beat and go stupid
I just hit a lick
Nothing to prove
Gimmie the grammy we lit
I got about two hunnit racks
Like I benefit
Like bitch I'm the shit
I'm the motherfucking Illist
I go out my way to go spit
Fuck ya lil diss
You ain't never seen a platinum album
Guess that's why they call you overrated
You calling your manager
Call your producer
Cuz you thinkin' that you got jaded
A nigga got a couple screws loose
Psychedelic, thinkin' that it's you
But gimmie the pen and paper
Your career really bout to be ended
Like how is you feeling
Like why aren't you chilling
You changing the channel, but seeing my lyrics
I never do cripping
I never do driveby's
And you steady dickeating wit lies
And I told you
I'm not fucking wit' the commotion
I pull this weapon then it's over
I rode over you ina Rover
A young boy taking ya bitch
I'm loving her down, casanova
I got some people that's proud of me
I got some people that's doubting me
Feeling it's true
The feeling is neutral
Killing these niggas in features
Almost like I'm learning kung fu
You talking shit behind my back
And that's a fact
Why you all up on my gat
Dropping bodies like I'm going sicko mode
Cuz a nigga never rest, uh
I been doing this for ages
Feel like the greatest
I am the most underrated
Turning the papers
Shooting my shot like I'm steph curry
Golden stating
They said I wouldn't never be nobody
I'm gettin' this gwap
Now I can't see nobody
Don't you envy me for sorry's
You on that fuck shit
Here go a tardy
Niggas be hattin'
They talking they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
Bitch I'm Reem Da Illist
Water be dripping
When I step up in the booth
Look at this bitch, look at this bitch
Look at, look at this bitch
Watch how I dip, do it it so quick
I'm bout to steal your bitch, aye
Yea
Check me out
Uh
Slim Shady
Eminem
Took a look at my past
I honestly thought I wouldn't be here
Between the hate, the critiquing
Had to intentions to be fair
Phony people look at you sideways
They do not care of your opinion
Keep your circle small
I bet you they'll come running
When you winning
Freestyle off the dome
You know I'm lighting fires
When I'm eating cake
It ain't my birthday
But tell me who relate
They said I don't know shit about rap
You know that's cap
They seriously tryna convince me
To quit rapping
To make a inquiry, damn
Man I'm talking bout this universe
It's cinematic
Don't know where you came from
But stabbing em is my habit
My stamina got you panicked
You say the raps made you an addict
I'm back at it
You see me barking over you faggots
So tragic because I rap without oxygen
Switched the flow again
Number one rolling stone
Wit no vitamins
No oxy's and friends
But people tryna turn me
To something I'm not
All of us for that matter
These bums
They be making sure that we rot
Word to tsl, to jayy
They tryna crush us cuz we underrated
From the basement
I look in the mirror
I'm my own replacement
We are the future
Gotta go speed it up for them to get
You know I'm back in the building
To give you a taste
They know that I'm in it to win it
Never slacking on the track
It's RDI in the flesh
I'm fighting all of my demons
I'm doing this for the best
These pussy niggas is left
Fuck em
But as my little farewell
I flip a coin cuz all you niggas going to hell
Uh
Yo
Niggas be hattin', they talkin' they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
My semi be bussing
It sound like a auction
Every time I hop in the booth
I'm walking on water
I feel like a boss nigga
You can call me Jesus
These people got ghostwriters
Thinkin' that they the shit
But we all know the truth
Niggas be hattin', they talkin' they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
My semi be bussing
It sound like a auction
Every time I hop in the booth
I'm walking on water
I feel like a boss nigga
You can call me Jesus
These people got ghostwriters
Thinkin' that they the shit
But we all know the truth
Fuck all my hatters
And fuck all my ex's
Cuz I'm 'bout to hop in that coop
I'm not gonna lie, I ain't no shooter
But I got some niggas that do
No flexing and flashin'
I will go home write a hit
And I'm money dancing
They say my shit sound too perfect
Cuz I be understanding and programming
I just be enhancing, no panamera
I am the most underrated
The lyrical lines for these bars
Got me snapping like I'm thanos
They faded
I studied the mumble rappers
But I couldn't even hear
One thing that they saying
Oh you got better in a week
Nigga that's just something called upgrading
This is my passion
Fuck all the pussy
And nigga just gimmie the loot
Hop on the beat and go stupid
I just hit a lick
Nothing to prove
Gimmie the grammy we lit
I got about two hunnit racks
Like I benefit
Like bitch I'm the shit
I'm the motherfucking Illist
I go out my way to go spit
Fuck ya lil diss
You ain't never seen a platinum album
Guess that's why they call you overrated
You calling your manager
Call your producer
Cuz you thinkin' that you got jaded
A nigga got a couple screws loose
Psychedelic, thinkin' that it's you
But gimmie the pen and paper
Your career really bout to be ended
Like how is you feeling
Like why aren't you chilling
You changing the channel, but seeing my lyrics
I never do cripping
I never do driveby's
And you steady dickeating wit lies
And I told you
I'm not fucking wit' the commotion
I pull this weapon then it's over
I rode over you ina Rover
A young boy taking ya bitch
I'm loving her down, casanova
I got some people that's proud of me
I got some people that's doubting me
Feeling it's true
The feeling is neutral
Killing these niggas in features
Almost like I'm learning kung fu
You talking shit behind my back
And that's a fact
Why you all up on my gat
Dropping bodies like I'm going sicko mode
Cuz a nigga never rest, uh
I been doing this for ages
Feel like the greatest
I am the most underrated
Turning the papers
Shooting my shot like I'm steph curry
Golden stating
They said I wouldn't never be nobody
I'm gettin' this gwap
Now I can't see nobody
Don't you envy me for sorry's
You on that fuck shit
Here go a tardy
Niggas be hattin'
They talking they shit
Well fuck you bitch I got the juice
Bitch I'm Reem Da Illist
Water be dripping
When I step up in the booth
Look at this bitch, look at this bitch
Look at, look at this bitch
Watch how I dip, do it it so quick
I'm bout to steal your bitch, aye
Yea
Check me out
Uh
Slim Shady
Eminem
Took a look at my past
I honestly thought I wouldn't be here
Between the hate, the critiquing
Had to intentions to be fair
Phony people look at you sideways
They do not care of your opinion
Keep your circle small
I bet you they'll come running
When you winning
Freestyle off the dome
You know I'm lighting fires
When I'm eating cake
It ain't my birthday
But tell me who relate
They said I don't know shit about rap
You know that's cap
They seriously tryna convince me
To quit rapping
To make a inquiry, damn
Man I'm talking bout this universe
It's cinematic
Don't know where you came from
But stabbing em is my habit
My stamina got you panicked
You say the raps made you an addict
I'm back at it
You see me barking over you faggots
So tragic because I rap without oxygen
Switched the flow again
Number one rolling stone
Wit no vitamins
No oxy's and friends
But people tryna turn me
To something I'm not
All of us for that matter
These bums
They be making sure that we rot
Word to tsl, to jayy
They tryna crush us cuz we underrated
From the basement
I look in the mirror
I'm my own replacement
We are the future
Gotta go speed it up for them to get
You know I'm back in the building
To give you a taste
They know that I'm in it to win it
Never slacking on the track
It's RDI in the flesh
I'm fighting all of my demons
I'm doing this for the best
These pussy niggas is left
Fuck em
But as my little farewell
I flip a coin cuz all you niggas going to hell
Uh
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Writer(s): Karim Whifield
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