Biggest Critic

I'm at my highest already, like, it can't get no bigger than this, I don't think
And I only rap on Sundays

Bro got him first when he fell, we all hit him
I love the streets, I just ain't trying for a victim
I know my time coming, every day I been sinnin'
Lately I been having fed dreams, stabbing niggas
We the ones out west that keep on bragging on them switches
Come through and shh, the whole block, you hear crickets
They shot at you and you ain't shoot back, then you a witness
Like, fuck you mean, you don't wanna slide, this nigga tripping

That nigga hurt my heart, he told me he ain't have it in him
Same nigga I was ready to suit up and battle with him
I hate pussies, I'd rather seen a rattle in him
Cross me once, then you know you gotta look down that barrel with him
Racks shootin' with one hand he got some swagger in him
All these buttons on us keep us rolling, yeah, we Ferris wheeling
When I see that wolfing nigga, he better have a wagon with him
CCB minus one, all we know is tapping triggers
I don't be trying to rap, cause I'm rapping what I'm living
They using niggas lyrics, now go ahead and take a picture

What you ain't hear what I said, I gotta make it clearer
I'm getting so much fucking money, I'll pay a juror
You a gangsta how a Johnny case get you shook
And I can still sell em' all, I don't care how It look
To get this shit, you don't know what it took
Your nigga, he a character straight out of comic book

I think I'm my biggest critic
My bitch telling me to slow down, I can't listen
I'm in a different class of niggas
It's 2023 and niggas still kaepernickin'

I think I'm my biggest critic
My bitch telling me to slow down, I can't listen
I'm in a different class of niggas
It's 2023 and niggas still kaepernickin'

And if them niggas ain't learning, I bet they learning now
Don't make me come through fully auto, I'll burn it down

About my brother, they in trouble, I'll burn the town
And we make bro put up to ten because that shit too loud
And he was just screaming on live, and now he screaming ouch
Don't give a fuck about his age, he better watch his mouth
You know we popping out of cuts, and we even bleeding out
I can look at you and tell that you ain't tap a scalp

And we gon' shoot your brother next for trying to switch state:
I just got the drop on the opp, this music gotta wait
Bro just hit a fat ass opp, he gotta lift weights
I swear to God I go ask your cousin how to ask switch taste
And how to switch taste
I swear to God I go ask your cousin how that switch taste

And if we get the right one, I'll delay the tape
And I only rap on Sundays