I ain’t scared of you motherfuckers (Real hip-hop shit)

Don’t sweat it, semi-automatic

Don’t sweat it, my flow is semi-automatic

You know my name, I overthrow empires like Alex

Got an image to uphold like a nail in a wall

When autumn comes, I know they’ll be prayin’ on me to fall, shit

I’m holy smokin’ rappers, hope I make it to Heaven’s gate

Freak of nature on the mic at night, I woke up Kevin Gates

Sweet like candy, unable to rap, be full of cap when it’s handy

Go ahead and hand me my Grammy

As a matter of fact, hand me the crown

You livin’ under a rock, I’m the talk of the underground

But QG The Great came to shake up the whole industry

Minor making major moves, moving at a different pedigree

So if you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime

Askin’ me why I write like I’m running out of lines

‘Cause I’m not tryna be below the green, its sublime

Now you tell me who you think leads this new generation of rhyme

It’s the Great