Not Yet

It's the D-I double hockey sticks

Cold killer on the microphone

Gimme the, gimme the, gimme the loop

Check Brooklyn's finest since Biggie

Like my checks me, give a bitch a buck fifty

You wit me, D nah, we ain't in the Bently

I'm raw

You check me, my partner Jane Friendly

I'm dippy, you get me

On your shimmy, shimmy

Played guitar since I was a kid

I pull the trigger with my pinky

Whoever tryna rock like Coop I'm not feelin' 'em

Two MC y'all been light years ahead of 'em

Heat up the villain, man

Schoolin' the Nibbalator

Poppin' meds, I like to pedal packin' that purple shit

Back palms, I'll show my hands to these patsies

Don't smoke, with them I just post in the back seat

Write down beats, cooked the brown skin Barbour Beats

Whatever I spin is fire, so tell them to drop bombs

And help me God , I'm tired of waitin' in anguish

Stuck in the limbo, of bein' almost famous

Ay, yo, you go yo' mom out the hood, man?

Ay, not yet

You been around the world and back, yeah, I done that

This shit's wack, I guess it's a process

Know I deserve more, don't feel like I got shit

Or that Audi with the chrome tints?  Man, not yet

Ay, bro, you gotta gold plaque? Ya, I got that

Shit's cool I guess it's the process

Know I deserve more, but know that I got less

Regular roach ass, rap game rap shit

We recognize real right over the back foot

Can't expect the funk right

Ain't button no cheat sheet chunk-chunky junk dredge, you outta luck

I keep a double

To whip on my bubble

Walkin' my Constructs

I don't give 'em one fuck about other fucks

Some'll cut ya

Clear cut, straight shooter, King Koopa, cooler needa cut

Calm, whoever you know whats up

Thanks, I respect those who respect me

New Jackson, old school cast, cash-reggie

Recognize  and do it done, homie don't touch me

Make the kids the ring, like a poem in the techniques

Hook a poem, come correct me, you address me

The D-I double hockey sticks, known to finesse me

She's the only MC you know your boss send G

Your roof is flowin' right out've your cup, like a tense pee

Ay, yo, you go yo' mom out the hood, man?

Ay, not yet

You been around the world and back?  Yeah, I've done that

This shit's wack, I guess it's a process

Know I deserve more, don't feel like I got shit

Or that Audi with the chrome tints, man, not yet

Ay, bro, you gotta gold plaque? Ya, I got that

Shit's cool, I guess it's the process

Know I deserve more, but know that I got less