Vengeance

I'm vengeance Yeah, yeah Feels good to be back on a track, no mask when I snap like this I've been coming for the bag when I rap like this Went pop, now my money do backflips But they must've forgot They must've forgot that I rap, now I'm calling them Seabass Everything I drop been heat, I'mma bring that Too much green, but I don't really need that One of the greats, you know I'mma be that I'm finally back for my revenge, and I won't stop until the grave I won't stop until they're shouting out my name I won't stop until I end up in the grave They doubted me, but now I'm back for my revenge I switched to singing, came back to the rap, it's pathetic, the state of the game Three years ago, swear they all wanted greatness, they traded that all for a chain Ego and pride and greed, the only humanity left that remains Now there's no loyalty, even the best of us switching up to get a gain Like, like, like, what happened? I tried to be nice, have compassion But they rap for a check, like, no passion Everything that they're dropping so average They're wearing 'em drugs like high fashion Now they're all too high like my taxes I was gone for a minute, but I'm back with the sequel The fans like, "Josh A, please Just snap on it, can you rap on it? Bring the heat, put the gas on it Please spazz on it like 2019" My flow so gross, gotta put it back on it They been counting me out, but I don't really care Where I stand in this game just don't matter, I already won I don't really care about climbing that ladder, I'll never be done I'm finally back for my revenge and I won't stop until the grave I won't stop until they're shouting out my name I won't stop until I end up in the grave Hold up, hold up, hold up, cut the track, yeah How many times do I gotta repeat it? Y'all messed up big-time sleeping on me now Really gotta kill 'em all, didn't wanna get involved I been undefeated, they're praying I fall Everybody talk, ain't nobody walk I'mma drop everything I got, had to let 'em know That Josh 'boutta be on top, everybody chopped From the pop to the rapping, the flow, ain't no stop, like 15 minutes turned 15 seconds Seeing 'em up, but I don't feel threatened Give it a month, everybody forget them They came and went before I even drop my next album Josh been that boy but they still doubt him I channel that noise to a new outcome Just had to deploy, so I just round 'em They lined up to shoot