Ape

Look, uh, what? What?
This right here, ten years in the making
Do you really wanna have a debate? Big facts
Rappers be claiming they GOAT
'Til they get locked in a cage with a ape They cap
So many people I know got locked in the motions in they old ways They sad
So many people not open to the devotion that it's gonna take They trapped
For me to get it all in motion, it took everything I had in the safe
Every dream I had to chase, man, look, man, you ain't no special case

One day that regret
You'll feel it in ya chest
Ain't no S on your chest
So invest in a vest
I digress on the topic of my ops, upset
But that could never stop any of my checks
Checking these niggas, like life a chess
Wrecking them all, better bring your best
Make your call, you can place your bet
Blessing my haters, with hit after hit
Bet against me, might loose your chips
Bet against me, might lose your whip
Keep talking down, might lose your lip
Keep talking down, might...

Life is not scripted, but if it was, shit, I just ripped it and tore it all apart 'til it dust
Blackout like it was the Twilight or something
Lil nigga don't get caught up
Nigga don't get caught alone in the dusk
Look in the game ain't nobody to trust
Every lame in my lane right now gettin slain like chucks

This right here, ten years in the making
That's numbers you can't debate nope
Rappers be claiming they GOAT
Well whatcha gonna do with an ape? Hoo
I hope you niggas can can skate
Well, I'm creeping up like the Jake's
Deep enough for the lake Let's go
Keeping up with the greats Let's go

Sleeping on me, better wake up
Too many nights I had to stay up
No home invasions, but all them roaches had to raid us
Dumb haters wanna rate us Wha
Guess the hate is what made us Yeah
Mapped out my goals, thinking back, I didn't know It'll take us
All the way here
Need a Lamb, switching gears
In the paddle shift
On the way to cavalier (Skrr)
All you do is cap, it's weird (Wha)
Guessing all these rappers fear
They're afraid to keep it real
I spit the real up in my reels

IG know it
Vonte's a poet (Yeah)
Pick the gun up, it's loaded (Yeah)
Pick the gun up and hold it (Yeah)
Pick the gun up and show it (Yeah)
Pick the gun up and blow it (Yeah)
The flow is like Covid (Whoo!)
Just take this L and hold it

Y'all just caught on to my old shit
Tryna ride a wave like ocean (Yeah)
Niggas really don't bang with you, they just be boasting (Stop)
Niggas don't wanna hang with you, but I be coasting (Yeah)
You can't really let the fame hit you, gotta keep motion
Foot to the neck, you ain't stepping on shit
Niggas upset 'cause I do not miss
Niggas wanna flex, y'all ain't make no hits
Y'all niggas my sons just like my kids
I'm taking this shit up a notch
I'm chopping them beats, I'm cooking the mix
If we doing a movie, I'm chopping of the flick
Might come up so crazy, I need me a Blick
I'm taking this shit to the sky
Just wait, y'all niggas ain't APE
You bulimic, nigga
Y'all nigga, y'all niggas y'all really ain't ATE
Like, come on

Niggas be claiming they GOAT
'Til they get locked in a cage with a APE



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Writer(s): Davonte Brown
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