Let's go Yeah, it's Sean Don, man, Red Bull Spiral I got my nigga Ab-Soul, Joey Bada$$ Me first, fuck it, ayy You goin' nowhere fast but from your view you could never tell No wonder 'cause you live your life based on a carousel You bums could prolly teach a masterclass on takin' Ls Truth is, if you wake up hatin' life, then you hate yourself (Damn, that's how you feel, bro?) You see, most niggas crack under pressure, but I'm a natural The thing about livin' by the gun is you shouldn't have to And if you can't reach for peace/piece, I hope you have two A lotta y'all my seeds, I see Jhené shoulda had you A lotta y'all confuse tough skin for havin' tattoos But that's what sixth sense is for, like when you add two Plus, they gon' try to discredit you when you Black, too (word) Then dropped gems, went diamond but my favorite is Angie Stone My drive back, that bitch on cruise control like Katie Holmes Been flipping out in this bitch since it was camera phones Know you great when you uncomfortable in your comfort zone, gravedigger How niggas even want my name on they tombstone? (Yea or nay?) Seems to me you want A, but don't be one of them niggas that read the room wrong (uh) Spit like bulimia, believe me, I'm more than hungry Way more unique, had power before the money Woah there, ho, you know that I'm the dopest one, don't overdose You wanna hold the notes like Hall & Oates, you gotta go for broke So I only proceed for proceeds Been the G-O-A-T since the goatee and POW chains and Tisa hats I even made the goats cheese Just imagine all the other shit you don't see I'm comin' to kill and destroyin' the feeling The feeling y'all foldin' is fillin' a void Trippin' on me but I still feel at home like I do in Detroit B-I-G minus the East and West beef I'm the Don, you gotta kiss me from right to left cheek Lil' bitch Yeah, and your wifey said I was gon' wash you, nigga (ah) And I took it easy, man Aw man, I told you that in confidence, big bro You had to do me like that, man? (Yeah, come on, man) Aw, c'mon, ayy Fuck it, let me remove the cap My lady told me somebody told me that my career was in the trash Something 'bout missin' my window or somethin' I wanted to laugh and shatter the glass he was referrin' to 'Cause he ain't got a clue of what I turn into when I enter the booth Neither do I, but I do know that kryptonite is not an issue Plus the cape will be navy blue You stuck in the lowest lane It ain't a bird or a plane And I'm rather faster than burner's vein Anyway, respect the gang'n'nem (okay) You're paper thin, featherweight (yeah) And your paper thin like you never bank You don't pay what you weigh in, fuck is you even sayin' Even if you was related to Shabba, you wouldn't make rank On my mama, your men of honor just made plank, hah The ruler's back, in fact, I never left In which case, Joey You put me in a sticky predicament (i did) I had to show solidarity to my syndicate (come on, soul) Nah, you know anybody can get it In such a way that it will make any physician conflicted But listen, the 47's still on my tricep (facts) Pass the pot, let me skill it/skillet, I'm quite the chef Pro Era the masters, that ain't ever incorrect (that's right) But it's still TDE till 3000 and forever Lyt was heavy and Ray definitely stepped But this is hip-hop, you know we still on that It was healthy for the sport, stickin' to the roots, keepin' it competitive Just be lucky that Soul ain't steppin' in (hahahaha) All of y'all would've had to shoot (yeah) (f'real) The boat with the ocean view, you know what I came to do Ayy ayy, Sean, lemme get the hat again And ask Néné who her favorite rapper is I had to do it, friend (hahaha) Yeah, yeah Yeah, whatever, that's cute, nigga Look, from BK to Carson, I'm bar none (uh) Proceed with caution, I spit fire, it's arson (yeah) They don't want the war with the Martian, they sendin' they troops At the general, but I'm the one who Ab salute They obsolete, can't compete 'cause I'm too elite Tryna spark a match but they simply lackin' the heat Blasphemy, I don't need no one to blast for me Charge into the game, call that shit a catastrophe Since Ruler's Back, they been tryna measure up Look, my name ain't Rick, but I talk slick, don't press ya luck And I ain't taking no words back, I'm with all that (all that) But this ain't gotta turn to nothin' else, let's keep it all rap First off, I could never hate the West Coast But since niggas comin' for Joe, fuck it then, let's go Niggas must've forgot what Dot said on Control There's still a buncha sensitive rappers in they pajama clothes I guess, this ain't no East versus West I just think that I'm the best, as a matter fact, I know These bars could put bad boys on death row Kinda crazy how Suge and Puff in jail, though (damn) (woah) Yo, I was at the party but I never seen a freak off (woah) Instead a battle rapper on stage showing his cheeks off (ayo) (yeah) Fuck type of typin' these niggas be on Ain't no Daylyt savin', no sunshine, it won't be long 'Cause it's a thin line between the trolls and the weirdos Who clownin' for attention but wear a mask like Pierrot I see through ya raps, it's clear, bruh Get your ass capped tryna fuck with the P-R-O I ain't worried 'bout son, his world revolve around mine You ain't no Copernicus, nigga, you move on my time Told you I would let you shine, give you space to coexist 'Cause when I plan, it aligns, now Daylyt gettin' eclipsed Supernova aura, know I gotta keep it lit Made the conversations shift every time I talk my shit It's written in the constellations in script I'm light years ahead, they just tryna catch the drift every time I ash the No fly zone, say oh, is that right? I ain't gotta book no flight, I'm still gon' pack 'Lyt I'm overheads like a carry on and ain't been checked yet I'm done playin', I popped out like a cassette deck Respect that, they hanging on every bar, tell 'em hang tight Get ya muscle up 'fore you think of steppin' to Swank White I'm up early on the grind, I shine through the late night I ain't gotta lose no sleep to break Daylyt (chill) Shouldn't give you niggas time of day But fuck it, shine a light on 'em, I'ma light Ray Now how can I say this all in a nice way? If you need the attention, tell Top he gotta pay Look, I said what's a lil' pup to a K9, it's game time I ain't green on the defensive, I'm on my Draymond Empty out the clip on ya whole clique when I aim mine I'm catchin' collaterals, hit you all at the same time Woah, woah, woah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah How the fuck one line bring a whole state harm He really wanna rap, he talkin' that shit What'chu mean bro? Nah, bro, you gotta chill What'chu mean? Man, I told you 'bout them, bro Yo, niggas is Told you, bro, you gotta respect the game Yo, niggas is takin' shots at me, bro (you niggas, c'mon man) They was takin' shots at You shot first, bro I mean, I was just shootin' in the air, man, y'know what I'm sayin'? Tryna get y'all attention, man Aw okay, okay, shooters gon' shoot, shooters gon', okay (yeah) I'm sayin'? Niggas is up right now, B Ayy, ayy, Big 47, allat, you feel me? It's love for you, it's love for you, you know that Lo-Burger