Earn It Up

Blast off, I've come for the spot
How this lad box, he's unorthodox
Broke the pad lock, you're done for and not
In this rap talk, since son's scorching hot
I'm no novice, I'm Nostradamus
The prose iconic, show the prophet
Whose mode is solid, they're so appalled with
How I'm going off and explode, I'm throbbing
So roam with caution or implode your stardom, bitch
You know what the protocol's been

Reaching peaks with the team getting G's and the pounds
Rolling deep with some queens as we breeze through the town

Peep degrees, we burning up
No money down, we earn it up
Still on Vic Ave, they're turning up
As we bring home all the cash, we earn it up

So they spam the boss with the animosity
It's the one stanza God, there's no analog to me
And as the man evolves, there's no chance you're halting me
My span's prolonged so I cause panic constantly
No regard for non-believers
Or the mostly flawed phony frauds the genre feed us
I'm prone to barge in like Bonaparte to lead it
Until souls depart I mean it, rep home so y'all can see it
A victory when epiphany knocked
And delivered me to the hippity hop
So I listened and watched those who sit at the top
Since on rhythms they taught me to vividly rock
So legend has it my presence has been everlasting
You're bereft of passion, it's best that we never clashing
I ascend, prepare for lockdown
Inherit spots, bound for the chair of Pac now

Reaching peaks with the team getting G's and the pounds
Rolling deep with some queens as we breeze through the town

Peep degrees, we burning up
No money down, we earn it up
Still on Vic Ave, they're turning up
As we bring home all the cash, we earn it up

To the fam, God bless your life
To my peeps in the Chat, God bless your life
So Nas esque I write, the progress is bright
Project a hot mess for your conquest and psyche
In your sights is homie the Metatron
The Kobe of lexicon, below me's the rest of you
Approaching your epilogue, focused my steps and thought
For grossing the loaf until the moment my breath is lost
Yeah, counterfeit, they throw pounds
Get dismissed, no tricks encroach now
Hours spent, I sit and wrote down
Found the strength, do this, I'm no slouch
It's the new forefather, the globe trotter
A warmonger, a flow bomber since Obama
With the gold armor, I bogart them who know nada
Then it's to my throne honour to go ponder, holler

Reaching peaks with the team getting G's and the pounds
Rolling deep with some queens as we breeze through the town

Peep degrees, we burning up
No money down, we earn it up
Still on Vic Ave, they're turning up
As we bring home all the cash, we earn it up

Yeah, yeah the game won't stop
Still on Vic Ave we earn it up
Yeah, yeah the game won't stop
McNaughton and King, we earn it up
Yeah, yeah, the game won't stop
You know the whole damn city we earn it up
Yeah, yeah the game won't stop
From C-Town to Cape Town, the reign won't stop