XTC (I Don't Even Try)

(Ahhhh) I don't even try when I just rap on a beat
I just rap how I speak what I speak is just something you not
I can really serve up some beef on a plate where you eat
Niggas maggots that's tryna be fly
Don't have to shoot me a nigga
I know me some niggas that'll pop you and don't ask why
I know some nigga that's crippin
And niggas that's flamed with the red like Cheetos that's hot

Flaming and aiming with precision and no they not missing
I promise somebody gon drop
Heard that nigga was rapping his rapping was cappin
It's no wonder that music just flopped
Just like some titties in my face
I remember that day that my car got towed out the lot
Actually that was on my birthday wings on our plate
Lemon pepper and yeah it was dry
At the strip club up in Dallas ass clapping in action
Me and jarron just took us a shot
Some of henny had plenty met a stripper named Penny
Put a dollar in her kitty that's no lie
Tryna find me those two Puerto Ricans
(They getting real freaky) I had on my suit and the tie
Niggas they hate and despise
Wish for my demise but I'm back for the throne that's mine
Flow is tremendous the flow is expensive
Based on my experience I stayed in my prime
These nigga bitches they burning the bridges
Bring yo a boat? Yeah you out of your mind
Out of your element X-Mann is heaven sent
Spreading the love till the day that I die
You is irrelevant X is in eXcellence
You mad cause that shit is hurting your pride
Still in development I am an expressionist
Staying on point just like a bulleye
Copy the flow like embezzlement
Shit was too evident
That shit really just gave me a sigh
Kam got the trunk in the front like a elephant
Benz to a Tesla estimate is too high
You drop a pin then we might just drop by
Rhymes too novice do this without trying



Credits
Writer(s): Exavier Perry
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