[Intro] Ayy I don't give a fuck what nobody says, this my beat I run it haha, it's Dax, real bars, yeah, no bullshit, you ready?
[Verse] Nigga on top I can't stop now Now when I ride, got the top down Best in the game with a hot sound Niggas compare me to Pac now Ride on my wave and you might drown Swerve in the lane like a cop now Bitches be wantin' the pipe now I gotta tell 'em to pipe down Rapping like me is not likely God on my side, watch him hype me You niggas trash, a crisis Don't want no beef, you scared, so type me See me in person, won't fight me Came in the game like some lighting You niggas rapping 'bout shit Tricking these kids, man it is frighting Violent, never be heightening Look around, all of the violence Crime in America pilin' Niggas be going to jail, they can't pay the bail, you niggas be lying Had to come here and enlighten Had to come give you the facts, trapping is wack You might get a stack Your daughter at home, your mama still crying Blacks in America dying Trump in office, he wildin' Droppin these bars for fun, we going to war But look at the timing, buying They put me in chains, confined me I'm rapping the real but can't get a deal These niggas is not replying Why the system be falsifying? They say that I might be crazy They say that my shit too real The reason that they cannot play me Industry cannot detain me A cross of Pac and Baby I've been to hell and back, that's why they say they cannot save me Ain't poppin' no pills, I stay in the field These niggas is fakes, they mad that I'm real I see that you broke, don't know how that feel You gave up your life by signin' a deal Might shout out to Kaep for taking a kneel Might shout out to Jag for rappin the real My bars is guns, they can't conceal These niggas dumb Not a rapper, I be in my own division Save the world by 2020, nigga I be on a mission I just started and I'm right exactly where I had envisioned Niggas blind, that's why I rap, to clear their motherfucking vision Fucking on the game Fucking on you bitches who've been fucking for the fame I've be getting rich and dodging niggas who ain't changed Tried to tell my shooters, had to read [?] out the chain With a bitty lil name, lil nigga you ain't gang You not, circle small, like a dot Keep it tight 'cause people like to come and try and make you fall I've seen it all, it's fine They'll try and stop your shine They snakes, still smile up in your face but talk that shit behind, behind
[Outro] I seen it all baby, watch out for these snakes in the grass They sayin' just enough to your face to keep you happy That way in case you do make it, they can say they been there Ayy DJ cut the beat, cut the beat Hip hop is not dead and never left It's just a book collectin' dust I found on the shelf I don't care if you wanna read it or anybody else 'Cause I'll turn myself to Jesus and resurrect it myselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
