The Illest (feat. OMB Bloodbath)
I'm the illest, gotta be
I'm the illest, I gotta be
I'm the illest, gotta be
I'm the illest
A product of my environment gazelle or the lion
Alief made some killa's witnessed kings become a tyrant
I'm tired of the sirens all I hear is sirens
Shooters posted up on the block they think they Bryant
Back when cash money on my walkman I'm at Sunny's
Where the d-boys moved they product with designer Gucci wallet
I'm a youngin' far from cautious as I stare at danger often
Pick yo pocket while you shopping city looking like it's Gothem
You blossom or hit the bottom dogs barking, what's yo problem?
Uncle's life became the bottle drowning in his problems
Niggas start to hate when their dreams become they failures
Drive-by inside a Tesla meet Smith and Wesson
Gun law hell nah every youngin' got it on em
When the city is corrupted like the inmates run the asylum
Apartments filled with partners that'll bring the party to you
Get the blasting when there's tension in the air what would you do?
I felt pain and rage
Seen dark days need change
Momma prays I'm safe
I've seen Cain kill Abe
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I gotta be the illest, trillest nigga with the shits
I put some opps up in the grave and I put some diamonds on my bitch
If you get a track with me then you just got yourself a hit
If you drop a diss on me then you just got yourself hit
I can't slow down for shit
My pockets got four lumps and they wont go down for shit
Got some hoes that I ain't fuck but I just go down the list
Rex in here recording I'm slicker than some Murray's grease
My hoes like fashion nova seen a coat so I just ordered three
All my haters dead so this beef shit really boring me
You know that I'm a shooter so I don't need you to score for me
Accordingly, niggas watch me copy so they forging me
I'm normally posted in the house I keep a sworn with me
Finessing like I'm 2tymes I made the news a few times
Ironic how I won't give a hoe a penny but I do dimes
And bitch I'm out that water had it hard this shit like true crimes
They let us in the room now they don't know what to do now
I felt pain and rage
Seen dark days need change
Momma prays I'm safe
I've seen Cain kill Abe
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I'm the illest gotta be, gotta be
I'm the illest I gotta be, I gotta be
I'm the illest gotta be, gotta be
I'm the illest
I'm the illest, I gotta be
I'm the illest, gotta be
I'm the illest
A product of my environment gazelle or the lion
Alief made some killa's witnessed kings become a tyrant
I'm tired of the sirens all I hear is sirens
Shooters posted up on the block they think they Bryant
Back when cash money on my walkman I'm at Sunny's
Where the d-boys moved they product with designer Gucci wallet
I'm a youngin' far from cautious as I stare at danger often
Pick yo pocket while you shopping city looking like it's Gothem
You blossom or hit the bottom dogs barking, what's yo problem?
Uncle's life became the bottle drowning in his problems
Niggas start to hate when their dreams become they failures
Drive-by inside a Tesla meet Smith and Wesson
Gun law hell nah every youngin' got it on em
When the city is corrupted like the inmates run the asylum
Apartments filled with partners that'll bring the party to you
Get the blasting when there's tension in the air what would you do?
I felt pain and rage
Seen dark days need change
Momma prays I'm safe
I've seen Cain kill Abe
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I gotta be the illest, trillest nigga with the shits
I put some opps up in the grave and I put some diamonds on my bitch
If you get a track with me then you just got yourself a hit
If you drop a diss on me then you just got yourself hit
I can't slow down for shit
My pockets got four lumps and they wont go down for shit
Got some hoes that I ain't fuck but I just go down the list
Rex in here recording I'm slicker than some Murray's grease
My hoes like fashion nova seen a coat so I just ordered three
All my haters dead so this beef shit really boring me
You know that I'm a shooter so I don't need you to score for me
Accordingly, niggas watch me copy so they forging me
I'm normally posted in the house I keep a sworn with me
Finessing like I'm 2tymes I made the news a few times
Ironic how I won't give a hoe a penny but I do dimes
And bitch I'm out that water had it hard this shit like true crimes
They let us in the room now they don't know what to do now
I felt pain and rage
Seen dark days need change
Momma prays I'm safe
I've seen Cain kill Abe
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I got to be the illest out this mutha fucka
I gotta be
I gotta be
I'm the illest gotta be, gotta be
I'm the illest I gotta be, I gotta be
I'm the illest gotta be, gotta be
I'm the illest
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandra Nicks
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