[Verse 1: Tarik] Too fly, Jet Lag No respect for you like a step dad A little time off A couple setbacks Still got these broads open What’s that a between the legs pass Ha, well who am I to decline You’re now tuning in to God’s second greatest design I’m growing tired of hearing these rappers claiming they bosses Cause when I come around they don’t hesitate to resign Yeah, just from looking you in the eye Claiming you real; come on I seen better truth in a lie My new girl badder than all of the broads prior And the ones blowing me up never used to reply That’s funny life is a comedy Went from being calm and now I’m the hottest commodity Honestly, sicken ‘bout all these rappers’ dishonesty How many more of ya’ll is gonna claim to be Biggie’s prodigy? Really, I told ya’ll it’s over that’s just a prophecy This is what happens when you confuse weakness with modesty This is the difference between sickness and mediocrity You got rack shaw and Oprah just played the lottery Learn the difference between civics and maseratis A beautiful girl and a girl in a beautiful body You’re not original you’re just an original copy I’ve been on the rise and you’ve been on a mission to stop me That’s why they mention me with the best of them And you? Oh, they mention you with the rest of them Slip up and say the wrong thing you might regret something That’s why they all running back to me like they left something But I’m too fly, Jet Lag No respect for you like a step dad Took some time off A couple setbacks I learned that sometimes to move forward you gotta step back Ha, that’s something I learned from Kemba I heard you claim you’re hot Why’d you lie you’re more November The ones who constantly say they real are probably pretenders I never desired to be known only remembered That’s the difference between me and them Matter fact, the best part about being me is not being them Every rapper claim they the best, I disagree with them Cuase there’s this little thing called talent that I don’t see in them That’s my opinion since everybody got one There’s very few that matter to me and yours is just not one It’s gonna be a struggle just to name something that I have not done And even harder to find a city that I do not run Hold up, you looking surprised I ain’t even finished yet Money to be made and I ain’t get my percentage yet From a young age was raised to get the green Mom said "don’t leave the table cause you ain’t done with your spinach yet" People be talking like I ain’t aware the stuff they be saying It’s truly amazing How long they been waiting for my four but I keep elevating The higher I get the more that they hating A Delhi creation You think Im'ma quit then you highly mistaken I’m way too strong My mind too gone You critics put way too much focus on what I do wrong I try to ruin you lamels that I ain't the one to mess with The greatest chromosomes to come together I’m well connected So dedicate all your time trying to hurt me I’m unaffected And every rapper claiming they big but my flow preciousTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
