[INTRO - The Empire Strikes Back]
"Always with you it can not be done."
"Master, moving stones around is one thing. This is totally different."
"No! No different! Only different in your mind."
"Alright, I'll give it a try..."
"Try not; do, or do not. There is no try."
[VERSE ONE]
It's been a while so I had to set things straight
I'm goin' wild like a teen on spring break
Shoutout to the liars and the cheapskates
They all smile but that shit just always seems fake
They'll be quick to call you bro and shake your hand
Honestly it's honesty that really makes a man
Pay no attention to a motherfucker's daps
And just pay close attention to how a fucker acts
'cause the truth comes to light in time
So I took the time to get myself in line
Now I'm comin' alive
And I'm buzzin' online
8k on my last tape not even tryin'
On the drop of a dime
I been known to drop a dime
For a 9.9 and one hell of a time
That was one hell of a rhyme
I wrote it in fine ink
This takes a certain level of skill
And perfect timing
[Chorus]
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
My ear for beats is like a sixth sense
Wanna beef and you'll get shipwrecked
I'm all about earnin' respect
And you ain't got shit yet
No, you ain't hot shit yet
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
[VERSE TWO]
I'm just a busta with rhymes
Who doesn't work hard enough
And I've got luck on my side
But as of late I've been way too talkative
And I've always seemed to talk to much
Always needed a reaction
So it's time to shut up and get to actin'
Toughen up, nut up and get to rappin'
Like yeah, I been buttered
But it's time to get my buzz up
'cause I've been lackin'
I'm about to drop buckets
Hit the buzzer, skip past 'em
Run it back like McFadden
Then Jet like Fitzpatrick
Just tryin'a get this cash
And avoid a Ca$h Out
Where I drop one catchy song then flash out
One swift hit like Pacquiao
Wanna talk shit?
Let's reminisce and lay the facts down
Lemme tell you 'bout the dude
Who had a few thousand views
On YouTube way back in the day
Back when he was poppin'
When you couldn't stop 'em
And he wasn't afraid to drop a song without a mixtape
Yeah, it's a bummer that I've left
'cause ever since The Butterfly Effect
And The Morning every morning I've been mourning
All these stunnas that have kept
Bein' envious of the hunnids that I get
And I'm talkin' plays
My past mixtape still gettin' clicks
To this fuckin' day
Made it in my dead time
Since then I just been Mr. Red Eyes
With a head high and undercut fade
I'm tired of holding back knowing that I did that
I should be showing that I'm not just the kid that did rap
No, I'm gonna be a legend and the one to end rap
But I can not pretend that I'm dedicated
When I'm busy gettin' medicated
Now I'm focused like some meditation
High as fuck on top the Himalayas
It's my time and I'm done hesitatin'
I've been educated and had hella patience
Elevatin' towards my destination
You can't take it 'til I fake it and I turn flop
Fuck 'em I just started to turn hot
Smoke alotta weed, yeah, I burn crops
Treat the cops like my watch
Bitch I don't tock/talk
[Chorus (x2)]
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
My ear for beats is like a sixth sense
Wanna beef and you'll get shipwrecked
I'm all about earnin' respect
And you ain't got shit yet
No, you ain't hot shit yet
Bitch, you ain't heard shit yet
[OUTRO]
Ma I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Pa I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Mitch I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Sis I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Vic I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Fans I love you but you ain't heard shit yet
Three years since my last mixtape
Well I promise this time it'll be much different
