LetEmKnow!

Motherfuckers playing with my name on the low
Better watch that shit I ain't gonna let it go
Ya really tried to say I couldn't Hang with the Pros
I don't take no offense I just Gotta Let Em Know

Talking about how you come from the Gutter
You're milking that shit with the words that you utter
Don't send me no shots won't be ducking another
Not Baby and Gunna you'll Never Recover
Leave you in a mess make 'em fuck with the clutter
That came from the kid at the start with a stutter
You started a wave but you drown in a puddle
I don't give a fuck I refuse to be subtle
God damn ha
Guess I gotta serve that bitch like a bistro
Stick to the plan, got tact never tip toe
Cuz I got fans in San Francisco shit
You're seeking attention and lacking in growth
Begging and pleading I'm saying your name
Better pair the right cards or I'll snap at you both
Look I'm sick of this shit
All of you boys, better watch what you say
Some of you rappers are going on 30
And acting like kids so you better behave
All they be doing is chasing the stats
When I step in the race I be taking it back
Filling my wallet with Paper or Plastic
Anyway I wanna Ima get that bag
All of my blessings are paving the way
And cementing a place on the A-list
If I wasn't destined to make it then how in the fuck
Did I make it to playlists, look
I don't give a shit if kid's ll
Diss the records that I'm on
I'm sick of being disrespected
All because of where I'm from
I've been on that legend quest
Inspectah Deck protect ya neck
When you talk about Control
You better get ya some respect
Get to know your fucking place
I'm not like these other guys
If you disrespect my name
Then I'll forget about the ties
I'm not playing any games
I don't do this for the fame
Get the fuck up out my business
And I might just do the same bitch

Motherfuckers playing with my name on the low
Better watch that shit I ain't gonna let it go
Ya really tried to say I couldn't Hang with the Pros
I don't take no offense I just Gotta Let Em Know

Ain't gonna stress to death in no 9 to 5
I gotta sweat for checks with every night I grind
I Don't perfect the method but refine a style
To make a motion picture I compiled to vinyl
I'ma take that shot I snap no lens
No flash in the pan this film got no end
On track with the pad your clique got no pen
My drip goes mad I'm off the deep end
Bitch, fuck you wanna try to say to me?
I get respect from these other players cause
I'm making moves to make a major league
And I'ma patiently move it steady getting
Special treatment with the way I'm Branding
I got brute strength but I'm kicking wisdom
Never overstated you don't understand it
So you probably gotta replay that shit twice
Don't back down If I raise my price
Check my worth when I spend my time
Gotta maintain balance when I take my strides
I get thrown off by the fake hi fives
High time, that I might just walk alone
Hold down Os like a drop to prone
This ain't no game but you gotta know
My characters got no limits
Rest assured you're gonna get the message
Whether SMS or my pen's discretion
Every letter sent is with direct intentions
So interpret that how you never said it
Under a lens my vision is clear
Never hit my peak better watch this year
Ima keep that drive and I won't switch gears

Motherfuckers playing with my name on the low
Better watch that shit I ain't gonna let it go
Ya really tried to say I couldn't Hang with the Pros
I don't take no offense I just Gotta Let Em Know



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Writer(s): Joao Rodrigues, Ryan Michael Thrupp
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