**** I come hard with my game, even Bernie know I'm a Mac

Sick and tired of these **** thinkin' that they rap

I'm certified east side but I rep Dallas, walk like a king sippin' from a gold Chalice

Aye that's that **** Raw, you ain't heard about him yeah that **** hard

Name a lyricist that dress like this, with an attitude like this

And I'm all about my money call me Money Mitch, I'm talkin Paid n Full

Or not at all, I'm tryna ball, no Cinderella step sisters holdin me back

And my game on point like a mother fuckin scoreboard, workin overtime so you know I gotta score more

I dress fly, rap better, my cold rhymes they mad clever, I switch it up with the lyrical

And the fly steeze, **** i'm so G, gotta get guap, **** that's three G's better pay me for a feature

Before I charge three G's

**** don't tell me how to rap

Just a young **** tryna bring the 90s back

Everytime you see me **** in them throwbacks

I know my flow is crazy, put you in the 90s baby

Fuck the waiting I want it, I'm crushing all my opponents

I break em' down into components leave em' smoking like chronic

Came out the blue like supersonic, hypnotic, underground like plutonics

My flow psychotic and you **** just demonic, but fuck it I'm on it

My soul glowing they want it, but I embody a God I come from heavenly stars

And amongst the Gods, you **** go against heavenly laws

So my father sent me forth to verbally destruct and lyrically awe

All you **** sub-par, all my **** go hard, all you **** facades

All my Elementz Raw, stepping up to the Boss, be prepared to be lyrically amazed

And be facing a loss

Ever year I double genius, hear it in double meanings, Every verse this year I ate emcees like movie screenings

There's protools in my reasons, i'm able-to prove my logic, time is coming soon **** just watch it