**** ain't gon' take my rank, so don't you gas it

**** ain't gon' take my place, so don't you pass it

****, I need all my space, so don't you ask if I'm dat Chris

Or maybe something even from Saks Fifth

**** cannot take my spot, that's how the table turns

Gotta pay attention whenever I say watch and learn

People rather think about dreams instead of get to work

And some people selling they team need to be in the dirt

Dirty, dirty, dirty, yeah, you always dirty

Need to get a clean up, get yourself a steam up gotta wake up early

Never did the coaching

Like how I'm approaching

I need all the witness

Sick of vultures

Shoot them down

I had to make some tough decisions

Planted ground

Stayed undercover until I found the sound

Sacrificed my partner in crime

Music came back around

And ever since, way back then

I was into it

My father showed me musical ways, that's my influence

So cassette decks and DVDs will all go down in history

For birthing son, a worthy one, the industry can never keep

Can never take my rank

Can't ever sign me cheap

And if they even think about signing, I need a hundred mil at least

And that's another meal to feast, cause we don't eat much on the battlefield

My brother side to side and arm to arm, but still we somehow spill

A cup that runneth over

Read Psalms, that's 23-five

We been blessed, even if tested, got air to breathe (huh)

They saying that it's nothing new under the sun

But every day I'm finding something that nobody done done (uh)

I got this pressure that you never had once

Making diamonds in my veins, we like ashes to dust (uh, huh)

**** ain't gon' take my rank, so don't you gas it

**** ain't gon' take my place, so don't you pass it

****, I need all my space, so don't you ask if I'm dat Chris

Or maybe something even from Saks Fifth

**** cannot take my spot, that's how the table turns

Gotta pay attention whenever I say watch and learn

People rather think about dreams instead of get to work

And some people selling they team need to be in the dirt

Six feet deep, Grim Reaper on your cell phone

**** act crazy, go ahead, put a belt on

Rank too serious, my **** know they dead wrong

See him, cemetery to the clarity, it's been gone

Ha, ha

It's crazy

I'm serious

The Navy

Delirious

You babies

It's tiers to it

I'm out here

They fearing him

How many people gon' talk out they mouth

And never put evidence into it

How many people be talking 'bout spouse

But never put a wedding ring to it

Don't be acting out, I'm Deebo

I told y'all, it's crazy, y'all thinking 'bout C low

Y'all think about green, I'm thinking about D Rose

I'm talking to God

I don't wear a cape

The third day, he chose that he rose

I'm shooting my B-roll

This is the footage that you need to see bro

Coming out the grain, coming out of the dust

Back in flesh, I'm back now

Background to the front

I rap now for all the people who thought it was bluff

My fans waiting patiently, I did the knockout punch

The round one snub, that champ that made the way through the rough

I knock down, they count ten at three, I get back up

I'm Ethree for every verse, is that private enough

I secretly keep writing if my mind's in a rush

So if I speed violently, then no one ever can touch

My rank, **** can't have that, it's ideas in my bag

**** could try that, but every attempt is so bad

**** ain't gon' take my rank, and that's for sure sad