Control
I'm tryna bring the competition back to Philly rap
And if you want it back in blood then come on get it back
So we can put your name right on the side of my fitted cap
I gotta put y'all niggas on notice
Y'all better keep it rap
I know you smoked out
I know you hate your life
And I don't even say Bry name
When I'm speaking on a Greatah life
And I don't care about the 100 Deeks
The D4M's
The Sim Santana's, G19s
The Boodah Loks and PNBs
Hold my lil uzi to the sky and let a couple fly
Hold it horizontal I'm aiming at meek
And Hunna keep popping the cheese and adderall it make me wonder if he even ever had the vette at all
I know my shit rock
My shit ain't for the white kids to dance all over tik tok
And 2 summers ago Swear to god y'all had the shit
I gave y'all 4 years so I could be an activist
On some Black Lives Matter shit
What happened to you niggas
Now I'm on my Kendrick tip
I don't want another word
Not a noun or a verb or a adjective...
I'm mad as shit
They saying Craig why you always dissing
I say they like the yercs I quit
Nigga it's too addicting
It's in my DNA to the point where it stand for Dissing Niggas Automatically
Niggas scared in the Stu to drop they verse after me
Real murderers can't say the name of certain dudes
And Poundside ain't poppin
The animals is tamed out in the zoo
My homie Zir was right
I ain't a demon I just know niggas
Them niggas that I know... don't make me get em, have to show niggas
All I want to do is live the life of luxury
Reco been wreaking havoc
But that nigga been under me
I heard some niggas from my hood hate me
Saying I can't come back to my block but bitch I'm always out on 33rd and Allegheny
Y'all better get right
I told y'all if I name drop the game stop
Stock rising since that first snippet verse came out
Pussy
Hold up
I'm starting to snap out
I'm boutta black out
And take my conscious to a certain state
It got me thinking how the top philly rapper it was a sturdy race
And now I'm involved in the most unthurl way
Let's up the murder rate
I want to be the reason some of y'all niggas careers became a fucking murder case
And I'mma be honest I promise that nobody's safe
I'm like a wizard with my rhyme schemes
I see it all dissolve through my crystal ball like it's a live stream
I know the name to the drugs that y'all abusing
Y'all not intelligent enough to process the music
And OGs can get it too
Ducking, diving, juking, jiving under covers cause this shit ain't even safe for you
And I'mma Walk on state property
Aim the red beam at bean and wait to see if freeway peedi or neef stopping me
Y'all better back up
I'm on a quest love
My thoughts been blacked out and I'm burning niggas Apple Music essentials and best of
I won't even say it I let your Niggas tell you that I'm next up
This ain't a diss
This just friendly competition
Man don't get it twisted
I was chilling and I wrote the verse in 5 minutes
I'm Striking niggas with Napalm till they gone
I feel the safest when I'm putting niggas names in a song
They Gave y'all niggas million dollars worth of the shit
And y'all still playing the game wrong
And I could keep going
Maybe start the track over
Just for Leaf, Kur, Lil Muk and Yak Yola
I got love for every soul in the philly rap scene
But y'all in trouble cause I intend to takeover till triple doubles is all over the stat sheet
And if you want it back in blood then come on get it back
So we can put your name right on the side of my fitted cap
I gotta put y'all niggas on notice
Y'all better keep it rap
I know you smoked out
I know you hate your life
And I don't even say Bry name
When I'm speaking on a Greatah life
And I don't care about the 100 Deeks
The D4M's
The Sim Santana's, G19s
The Boodah Loks and PNBs
Hold my lil uzi to the sky and let a couple fly
Hold it horizontal I'm aiming at meek
And Hunna keep popping the cheese and adderall it make me wonder if he even ever had the vette at all
I know my shit rock
My shit ain't for the white kids to dance all over tik tok
And 2 summers ago Swear to god y'all had the shit
I gave y'all 4 years so I could be an activist
On some Black Lives Matter shit
What happened to you niggas
Now I'm on my Kendrick tip
I don't want another word
Not a noun or a verb or a adjective...
I'm mad as shit
They saying Craig why you always dissing
I say they like the yercs I quit
Nigga it's too addicting
It's in my DNA to the point where it stand for Dissing Niggas Automatically
Niggas scared in the Stu to drop they verse after me
Real murderers can't say the name of certain dudes
And Poundside ain't poppin
The animals is tamed out in the zoo
My homie Zir was right
I ain't a demon I just know niggas
Them niggas that I know... don't make me get em, have to show niggas
All I want to do is live the life of luxury
Reco been wreaking havoc
But that nigga been under me
I heard some niggas from my hood hate me
Saying I can't come back to my block but bitch I'm always out on 33rd and Allegheny
Y'all better get right
I told y'all if I name drop the game stop
Stock rising since that first snippet verse came out
Pussy
Hold up
I'm starting to snap out
I'm boutta black out
And take my conscious to a certain state
It got me thinking how the top philly rapper it was a sturdy race
And now I'm involved in the most unthurl way
Let's up the murder rate
I want to be the reason some of y'all niggas careers became a fucking murder case
And I'mma be honest I promise that nobody's safe
I'm like a wizard with my rhyme schemes
I see it all dissolve through my crystal ball like it's a live stream
I know the name to the drugs that y'all abusing
Y'all not intelligent enough to process the music
And OGs can get it too
Ducking, diving, juking, jiving under covers cause this shit ain't even safe for you
And I'mma Walk on state property
Aim the red beam at bean and wait to see if freeway peedi or neef stopping me
Y'all better back up
I'm on a quest love
My thoughts been blacked out and I'm burning niggas Apple Music essentials and best of
I won't even say it I let your Niggas tell you that I'm next up
This ain't a diss
This just friendly competition
Man don't get it twisted
I was chilling and I wrote the verse in 5 minutes
I'm Striking niggas with Napalm till they gone
I feel the safest when I'm putting niggas names in a song
They Gave y'all niggas million dollars worth of the shit
And y'all still playing the game wrong
And I could keep going
Maybe start the track over
Just for Leaf, Kur, Lil Muk and Yak Yola
I got love for every soul in the philly rap scene
But y'all in trouble cause I intend to takeover till triple doubles is all over the stat sheet
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Jackson-johnson
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