The Name

We bad as hell, cashing out Look at who's laughing now Is that what your mad about Well guess what You could suck my left nut Wait no, that's not original You could suck my dick & balls That's for your hating ass Being a critic every time that I make a track I could go to hell and make it back So you better face the facts That I am so different With the way that I hit this shit Mortal Combat on the beat Ima finish it Turn you slow pokes into snow cones Ezz is so cold like Frozone But I know where my suits at He dies in the second movie, I ain't gonna do that I shoulda said spoiler alert But I'm too busy destroying a verse With the way I'm conjoining these words Cause I don't give a fuck That's how I do it On the mic I lose it That's how I make my music And everybody vibes to it In the whip bumping Ezzi's flows He is professional Jacky moon cause I'm semi-pro If you ever disrespect me yo Say I'm not the next to blow Pull out the lyrical strap and let it blow From your head to toes, oh I ain't saying that they paved the way But my parents made the name that came to change the game And you ain't gotta play no games I ain't the same My parents made the name that came to change the game And that's nothing but hard work Spit it to raw till my jaw hurt Ain't stopping till I'm in them concerts And straight up like good posture Got the kicks like soccer OG balling like converse Call me Elgin Baylor wearing Chuck Taylors I got a major in getting paper I should play for the Lakers Cause I am one hell of a player Catching lobs like Anthony Davis Mom and dad look, now that I made it Got my songs all on they playlist Book of life, flipping these pages Read it out loud, this my audio book Took every single chance that I possibly could They wouldn't pass me the rock when they should But now I got it so look I ask for more I smashed em whores and grabbed the boards Do it for the love, that's what I'm rapping for Tryna make my music and make a living Tryna change your views and make a difference Got a hunger for success and a taste for chicken Tryna learn from the best and gain the wisdom Got my day one homies and I ain't for switching Cause we built a team on realness I know that y'all feel this Going far and wide like a field trip Fruit of labour we peel it Spitting fire, dragon fruit And no sir I ain't mad at you Putting in the works what I had to do Getting up shots after school And I grinded till that chance came To get a jersey with my last name Now this young man is balling out in the D1 And his journey just has begun I ain't saying that they paved the way But my parents made the name that came to change the game And you ain't gotta play no games I ain't the same My parents made the name that came to change the game And that's nothing but hard work Spit it to raw till my jaw hurt Ain't stopping till I'm in them concerts And straight up like good posture Got the kicks like soccer OG balling like converse Call me Elgin Baylor wearing Chuck Taylors I got a major in getting paper Swearing like a sailor Call me Popeye Heating on these not so hot guys Everybody loves the sunshine You know the drill like alumni So run it back