Couldn't Have Said It Better, Pt. 1

A-Reece: "Yo listen yo Slikour By the way man I might just give you something today" Slikour: "Today?" A-Reece: "Is that cool with you?" Slikour: "What today?" A-Reece: "Yeah today" Slikour: "Aight lets go" A-Reece: "Aight" Couldn't have said it better Yeah If I got mashed, then I'm covered Nothing can come between or above us They scared stiff of what the next move is And still haven't gotten over what the last one did I'm looking over my shoulder for a fuck to give Since you're convinced, there's probably more left They all from grace, just distractions We aint stressing em Say it with your chest when you see me and make the message clear You rely on sipping hot liquor to cancel out your fear Quick to shoot the other way I'm the one aiming at your head Acting like you don't see a nigga I'm right over here Told Global that he's safe with us around him Atmosphere More focus More cork pulling Spilling everywhere Crew foolish Roll a tight doobie While the bureau stare New movement Look at yall losing to the kids again They base opinions on popularity status And that results to them comparing me to whats below the standard I said that shit on you Welcome, they still don't understand me Instead of sounding like a broken record We working on records So we break your record They feel the pressure breaking under it Talent can't be measured You aint special You just funded nigga Done tolerating these other niggas And you can take it how you wanna nigga Let's go catalogue for catalogue And see who lasts the longest From 20k to 20 more And I'm just getting started Every show we go it large I'm my own boss Difference between me and all them stars They tweet man, I go record Huh And this is just the calm before the storm You boys are acting like you got an extra X-chromosome Fuck (Dintsang jo?) Shit (Ey jo) Fuck (Reece) Man they still think I cant rap (Nah, nah, nah) Thats the problem (Relaxer mfana) Shit (Calm down boy) Yeah They know I'm still around, yeah Your boy 20 now, yeah Thanking everyone who stuck around What goes up eventually goes down What goes around comes around And what was once below Must now go up, yeah Smoking loud at George Lebese house All this shit to make my mama proud This the realest that I've written that Thought you had all this shit figured out LOL, SMH, middle finger out The money coming faster than her nigga now She only fucking with the best So that leaves you out