Verse 1: Po3
Yo I’ve been trippin' off the same train of thought since my aim was off
Now I'm shooting straight regardless of the pain it cause, I'ma stay the course
Ain’t a major force that could break me off proper
I lay the floor down and with your heads I mop up, yeah
So take the loss homie, shake it off top of
The noggin that you’re nodding that’s been laden with them cobwebs
Yeah, I’m no prophet but if cents make dollars
Then I wanna see a profit of the dollars that I’ve dropped in
Make sense? No stopping me, ace up the sleeve of poverty
Obviously y’all can see I’m lacing beats with knowledge, b
My policy strict, so pardon me kid
For calling your shit poop, it is what it is, dude
You probably the cleanest piece of excrement that ever went to Hollywood
I see your people exiting the premises, you prolly should follow
I got ya hoods hollow, took the engine block
So you ain’t getting anywhere unless it’s lost
Hook: Po3 + Cee
You made a bad habit out of rappin’
I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling
Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’
Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing
And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened
But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane
No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah
Verse 2: theory
I guess I'm really just a creature of habit, every feature is magic
Feel the damage and prolly vanish if theory's rappin
See the catch with puttin eggs in your Easter basket
It's distractin, count 'em when you see them hatchin
(Aiiyo) Cee told me the secret of attraction, the passion
To reach for what's imagined and be the magnet
But quit callin these weak emcees a ------
Tryina be the baddest, I got 'em followin the leader status
If you think the nicotine or weed is bad
Let's see you tryina battle me and leave without your ego shattered
Don't try to step to me unless your feet are balanced
Never see a challenge, it's the only thing that really matters
Get 'em to the Greek, theory smash 'em
I think you get the point like pyramids in Egypt have 'em
Not fuckin wit it if you went to see a madam
With Debbie via Dallas, you'll be embarrassed
Hook: Po3 + Cee
You made a bad habit out of rappin’
I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling
Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’
Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing
And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened
But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane
No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah
Verse 3: Cee
And I ain’t never had a habit that I couldn’t kick
Except for rappin’, but at that I’m bad, I’m fuckin’ sick
But y’all are nappin’, so I’m apnea to frontin’ kids
Until they dappin’, I’ma spaz and keep hacking, the industry so ratchet
And the music so tragic, yeah, so we buckin’ the trend
Ain’t an 808 or sub bass, they stuck in the wind
It’s all the same and ain’t a differentiator here
While everybody trappin’, me and Po3 is back here makin’ hits
Shit, because to follow’s not attractive
And coz everything’s a cycle then the realness coming back
And TMF is so stubborn and thorough, bases covered and sure
We ain’t budgin’, opposite of obscure
And we be rollin’ with the positive, only kick the hottest shit
Slowly grow the crew with power moves and get the knowledge in
I stay cautious, keep silent when them fools talkin’
The kid smooth, I let the tunes speak for me, bad habits
Hook: Po3 + Cee
You made a bad habit out of rappin’
I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling
Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’
Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing
And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened
But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane
No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah
