I tend to overlook accomplishments,
Never hear they compliment
Single handily killin' these rappers, no accomplices
I'm demanding respect regarding this rhymin' shit,
Received the recognition these rappers gon' have to sign to get
I'm a problem these labels feeling inclined to fix,
But they just watchin' to see if I could design a hit
I'm working on it, but in the meanwhile I'm blowing cash on watches that's how my time is spent
Staring at this rollie as the surface shining,
What haters refer to as "luck" we call it perfect timing
Clearly a threat depending on how you interpret rhymin'
This is a murder "A" verse come with a Hurst behind her
Niggas mad cause I don't wassup errbody,
I prolly contracted something cause it's fuck errbody
I was told to kill the game so now I'm bout too,
Checks are being cut and I'm the one they make 'em out to
When you on errbody try to cosign, but see I'm not all hype nigga you should vouch too
Yeah nigga you should vouch too, and fuck your favorite rapper he the one I'm bout to outdo
Arrive early wearing all the latest, "who the fuck he think he is?"
Is the expression on they faces, niggas looking for a way out
Fuck around and pave it, I'm just a nigga from Vegas who found his way on your playlist
Memo to the game, I'm bringing all my niggas in
Once I reach my first 'mill, I'm splitting all the dividends
Time is money, and both is what I tend to spend
Shooter twenty racks, and tell that bitch that she got ten to spend
I'm either counting my blessings or I'm counting cash,
Never question my respect or the amount I have
Niggas quick to take the lead, but don't know how to last
No driver push my own cars like they outta gas
I swear these niggas ain't real so why you nodding your head to some shit you can't feel
I said you niggas ain't real so why you nodding your head to some shit you can't feel
Never sleep but I'm forever dreaming,
AM to evening we always on it together scheming
I doubt you niggas fuckin' wit' me we can bet it even
Evidently I'm running shit minus the heavy breathing
Conversed with God last night in search of better reason
Behind that hate you niggas show when you should pledge allegiance,
I swear if money's the language you niggas better speak it
I learned it years ago and I ain't need Rosetta's teaching
Oh Christ motherfucker we nuthin' alike,
Half of you rappers should be banned from touching the mic
The other half possess a marved state of mind, cause most of the time you niggas can't get enough of the lights
The fundamentals niggas lack in the stuff that they write,
Reassures me my worth is more like double the price
I fuck wit' real niggas, fuck discussin' the type
I'm getting cake and I'll be damned if she cuttin' a slice
I twist kush then I light up minor symbols lines when my high takes a flight up
My appetite is growing so I never put the knife up,
I just get a beef-a-reezi eat you motherfuckers right up
I could say a form nigga life sucks, but for us it's just fine dining and horderves
Pretty bitches that's high maintenance low skirts,
Being surrounded by hating niggas that throw dirt
It kills them to know who better and I'm so sure that I will make it far cause I'm driven fuck a chauffeur
Niggas more concerned about who finna blow first,
Then a progressor when they do it's at a slow spurt
Everything is secondary so the doe first,
I swear I'm always on my job but I don't work
Racks on racks, stack grands higher, build a brand until it transpires
Kray