Father's Day

Too many sons in this rap game

Shit, I feel old with this back pain

'Cause there was no love when we came up

Then we blew up and all that changed

Might as well call that a catch phrase

How many changed and they switched up?

Fuck-boys can't stay in their lane

So they'll do anything just to stay in the picture

Back from the dead, nah, I'm back from the road

Pressing the subject that matters the most

They say we came in this game and we left

That ain't no different from telling a joke

We're the real reason you're selling out shows

Expecting so much when you ain't even blow

I don't want nothing from none of these pussies

See, I've only come back for what I am owed

Created jobs for the jobless

Not one "thank you", calm, that's normal (That's normal)

We can't expect much from the ones we created

I told bro, "Chill, they're mortal"

Opened up doors that could not be opened, more like created portals

With our own independence, didn't let none of these labels here extort us

All love to my sons and daughters, playing this game like it's Russian roulette

To my upcoming queens, take this as a bouquet

And don't worry, boys, I ain't forsaken you yet

I ain't gonna bitch 'cause it's standard to trip

We started this shit, now the candles are lit

Even though I would rather put bands on a brick

I'm a man of my word so I stand on my shit

I'm a man of my word so I stand on my shit, yeah (Ayy)

I'm a man of my word so I stand on my shit, gang (Gang)

Came in saving the scene from the edge of the cliff

'Cause all'd've fell through if we weren't in the mix

Trendsetters, it's over at 6

I'm just stating the facts, I ain't taking the piss

Went from shanks and shivs to Glocks and Lugers

Think it's time we address the rumours

I am not the one, but one to prove it

So it's best you don't be acting stupid, ayy

Onefour got tonnes of shooters

We been the rudest, no puns included

In school, I weren't the brightest student

Now look at everything we've done for music

It's that big S-P-E-N-N-Y

Since a teenager, I would scuffle and fight

Now I'm grown up, big shotgun shells on drills

Broad day like Bonnie and Clyde

We at the top and they can't deny that

We be the fathers of this whole scene

I'm at my peak and I'm 'bout to climax

Say what you want, but we the OGs

Too many sons in this rap game

Shit, I feel old with this back pain

'Cause there was no love when we came up

Then we blew up and all that changed

Might as well call that a catch phrase

How many changed and they switched up?

Fuck-boys can't stay in their lane

So they'll do anything just to stay in the picture