Tha Kid

Back back again
Get this shit clapping
Y'all niggas my sons and in fact you got a twin
Daddy pulled a gun on me
When I was younger
Cause my mouth was smarter than Tamera's brother
Ok mama had high heels
Before she paid the bills
We was sitting in the dark looking for our next meal, Ill
My brothers was my critics
All my lyrics I'll demonstrate
On a two cassette demo tape
I used to go by Lil Dre
Bow Wow, Wayne, Jon
Any nigga with a lil in his name
I imitate
Auntie never play that shit
You can never talk a lot
I know real 8 mile niggas
Not no Papa Doc
I grew up on 7mile
Take bitch to Coney isle
Age eleven move to Atlanta round Halloween time
Then we use to kick a door ain't use my Halloween mask
Oh shit get scary when you facing six felonies
Tether on my ankle
Playing hoes Bill Bellamy
Flu like symptoms
Cause these hoes is sick of me
Before they all wore makeup
Back when the world was fable
They say you expired
I say it's just a label
Before niggas wore Elliot
Your jeweler was Jacob
Before the TikTok dancing it was 106
Before that reality tv it was making the band
All in my hand
Not what I planned
Do what I can
I am the GOD

Peace GOD
Wu Tang banging all up in my speakers
Woah ho ho
Niggas know, friend or foe
When it comes down to it they gone tell on they own like
Woah ho ho
Friend or foe
Veil Marsala in the back of the restaurant
My tuxedo like Al Capone
Nigga I'm the realist around
Ask Tonee
Alvin when I come through the spot
Stop and go
Just rocked a show
Chain popsicle
I seen so many deaths in the year how can I not pour?
(GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE)
Damn how can I not show?
Y'all live in the streets
Ima live in the booth though
Went a different route
Y'all just follow a trend flow
(GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE)
Y'all all sound the same though
Aye
It all sound the same
Aye
It all sound the same
When it comes down to rap shit y'all remember my name
Uh

(GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE)