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Best rapper you never knew, and I stand on that
Niggas wanna be clones of each other to me that's really wack
Branching out my lane, gotta show 'em just where my talent at
All the eyes directed at me, like I'm 2Pac at best
Though he a GOAT, I give respect, don't wanna cause distress
But know I'm gon' complete the game, I'm doing all the quests
Don't need rewards or go on boards, just let my people rest
You niggas in it for yourselves, that's why your shit be less

Damn, man I'm really talking

Got me thinking I should switch it up little more than often
But if I did that, I would have these niggas picking coffins
Too versatile, throw in towel, like yelling Rocky stop it
This exhibition, yet I still got them in full submission
It's child's play, though I'd be glad to give y'all supervision
If it gets mucky, I'll turn Chucky, make this shit get yucky
Girl call me hubby, so you lucky if a bitch could touch me

Wordplay of scholar, had a dream of hoops, who had I knew, I still be a baller
From rookie to a vet, I jumped the line so don't you interject
Tell Nike cut the check, I swear I swish every time I hit the net
Can't even break a sweat, bring some pressure cause I ain't felt it yet
Got a nigga feeling sturdy, hold on wait, shoutout to Kai Cenat
They keep me in the chat, since my streams had reached across the map
And I run this track too easy, Mage with it, something like the Derby's best

Yet I still ain't getting flowers, been getting Ghosted, as if I lost the Power
Know the dog got some courage, but y'all distaste, seems like my name is sour
Been read and blew past ya', true colors shown that all you niggas cowards

I'm just speaking mind, and that's what keeps me from decline
Plus helps me silence niggas, mime
I swear this cadence too sublime
Feel like frat boys whose throwing ragers, I get more hype with every line
Preached since a minor, I'd be major
That's got me up on every wager
That had me copping out and waver
They didn't know I'd be the savior

A verse from me is like a blessing
Who the hell y'all really testing
Easy pass, like seeing Stephen, wide open shooting from the heavens
They hold more Ls than Louisville sections, and think I lean in that direction
Y'all filler arc, I'm truly canon
MC plot, I'm only winning
The beat can't breathe, I'm never ending
I never stopped, was only pending
Loading, giving others chances
Realized that game wasn't the answers
Not trying to give you niggas slander
But I'm not seeing no contenders
I make belief, to all pretenders
You'll see boy blew like baby genders
They shit stay green, return to sender
Ain't no match should stick to tinder
Must be lonely being phony
This one might send them on a bender

Though this shows my Futurama
To be more known than two Obamas
Can tell I'm holding back a beast
Could say I battle with Kurama
Benign tales keeping them at peace
Malignant heart concealed in trauma
Don't think they listening too deep
Homelander vibes to build the drama
A hero killing on the low, but still get worship from 'em though
So let's exhale for just a minute, and wrap this shit up in a bow



Credits
Writer(s): Treqwan Phillips
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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