But I know what you fear

I heard the world asking 'bout me

Shit **** I'm here

OG's dap me up from shit I did last year

Since I been gone lame **** starting to think they hot

**** you mentally retarded if you think you near

Keep the fame, keep the fans **** cut my check

Two years, two mil' and no bust down yet

Now I done seen yo lil videos and heard ya songs and I'm just prayin' you say my name I'll be on yo head

I know they thinking "Ain't this **** rich and live behind the picket fences?

His daddy probably writing"

Just say my name, I'll put an end to that

Consider that a sign from whoever you believe in

The Messiah a la Jesus, yo whole career get deleted if I see you

Runnin' 'round actin' like you raw, actin' like you hot, I could give a damn bout who you are

Swervin' off the lot, we know that you leasin' every car

So you ain't foolin' no **** 'round me I swear

Twitter fingers on the phone but won't speak out here

Your favorite rapper is the four times three out here

Nowadays anyone can make a rap or make a hit

Make it in the top charts but they'll never top my shit

They'll never have the heart of a giant

Riddle me this, how y'all let a lil **** intimidate **** spitting?

I just felt that I been gone so long they just needed a reminder of who running this shit

"Aye who he think he is?"

**** I'm the one you need to fear

I'm the one got them unhappy 'bout who they see in the mirror

"Aye who he think he is?"

**** I'm the one you wanna be

Search high, search low

Ain't nobody hot as me

Man be real

You really think you iller than thou?

I'm seven years in this shit, bet **** feelin' me now

And give a damn what you sold, **** try yo luck

You had a nice lil run until my name was brought up

I'm tryna let you **** live but you just don't see

That wouldn't nobody listen to you if they knew bout me

Outchea runnin' 'round claiming you the Savior of Rap

Bet you won't put that on ya momma, **** take off ya cap

And when you see me, greet me like you would King David

Don't be flexing 'round ya girl, you'd be doing me a favor

That's just one less **** left to beat until I turn a'round and see that ain't nobody left but me

I'm the reason they can't sleep

Two years ago no one answered my call, no one sent me tracks, I used to tape Andre songs on my wall

Now these **** think they big cause they got a hot song

Man I spent seven years preparing for this shit, get real

"Aye who he think he is?"

**** I'm the one you need to fear

I'm the one got them unhappy 'bout who they see in the mirror

"Aye who he think he is?"

**** I'm the one you wanna be

Search high, search low

Ain't nobody hot as me