Tryna level up the branding, artistic presence

Despite the drugs, my intelligence could never ever be questioned

We not related, never brethren

I remember when my raps acquired gravity

Got these

Money bags stacked up like some casualties

The past is in the past, but I might smack you if you passing me

**** think that Mack is sweet, so muscles getting atrophied

Really not a rapper, just a caster of analogies and fallacies

Really think this cocaine has been bothering my allergies

Self-exhilaration, seldom hesitation

How could I take criticism from a middle of the nation-ass ****?

7-5 a wasteland of some cases, they ain't get us (Nope)

Making up these sentences

Was never in your club, I wasn't tryna pay for membership

My energy is guarded, I pray that you do not start shit

I'll take ya wig and I'll part it

I'm probably part of the problem, at least I won't be a target (I won't)

I'll never be a martyr for you ****

Uh, ayy

Hit the bong, then I rip a song

I'm giving **** harm, I'm getting **** gone

**** coming up short just like it's midget porn

I hit a lick, then put my **** on, now **** the bomb

Tell them **** lace 'em up, crazy, they think they racing us

Do the whole dash, it's crazy, they think they chasing us

I'm doing hoes bad, it's crazy, baby, I'm chasing lust

I gotta keep my distance, a **** known to misplace his trust

I'm blazing Runtz

I'm locked in the booth, **** just facing blunts

These haters chumps

These guys really food, that mean these haters lunch

Ya gang is punks

Disguised like some goons, that shit ain't fazing much

Get paper cuts from counting the blues, shit look like razor cuts

I'm dropping knowledge, then getting bitches' lips like I'm collagen

I'm kinda positive shit I spit should be taught in colleges

A **** get more brain than ya top lobotomist

MARCO PLUS on her face like a cosmetologist, ****

Press me, we could settle it

**** tried to run up, tried to catch me by my settlement for relevance

Artist, no development

A **** hasn't leveled up, no wonder he ain't selling shit

(If I'm still around tomorrow

Will I be glad?)

Uh, yeah

**** claim he gang, but really he just sharing ties (Sheesh)

The air I'm in is rarified

Like crystal clear, I'll clarify

You couldn't touch me on your greatest day, I'll skin a bear alive (Help the bear)

And make a rug to fuck your bitch on, please don't ask me where am I (Okay)

I'm making extra movement, extra movement

Pessimistic, extra moody

Schizophrenic, superhuman

Extra bread for extra shooters next to me

Don't press a ****, please (Sheesh)

Press me, we could settle it

**** tried to run up, tried to catch me by my settlement for relevance

Artist, no development

A **** hasn't leveled up, no wonder he ain't selling shit

(If I'm still around tomorrow

Will I be glad?)

Game recognize game and you lookin' kinda unfamiliar right now