[Intro: KeAndrell]
(Yo…) (Hey, hey, yeah!) (All…. Fly, AllFly, heyy)
(Yeah) {clears throat} (Yo…)
[Verse 1: KeAndrell]
Lex-town reppin'
Called up SJ for a second [to] tell that nigga I will never come second
As soon as I came
I got a lot of ambition, I didn't just pick it up like 5on5 games
Kentucky's finest, with this rhymin', bar slingin', no competition
I'm tryna tell em I'm coming but they don't wanna listen
Never stop the madness, these niggas lame
We just here to win the games like Peta & Katniss
Big cojones, I know I'm gon' pop, just hope it happens sooner
I started rapping as a junior
Teachers all in my notebook, looking for my notes cause I ain't paid attention
They found vulgar ass poems and then I got detention
But it's okay though, rapping everyday though
Graduated, ashamed of my GPA though
Lotta niggas hate though, got catfished by a bitch that lives in El Paso
Feelin like Mante Te'o, is that how his name go? (Yo)
I'm San Diego reppin'
Did that shit for Eddie, and everybody that's reppin' that in the cut, no machete
Droppin bars like, niggas drop soap in the prisons
No homo, no fuckin rainbow, no prisms
I'm just reppin' my state, Kentucky niggas, we ain't hillbilly though
I'm here for the dough, like a fat nigga that's tryna get cake
My hair long as shit, told myself that I ain't gon' cut it until the mixtape, Jay ritual tryna be great, (Look it up)
Chef Ke just cooking up, can you smell me?
You could probably sell me, to a deaf nigga with LV
Blessed to be this good at this, I don't really boast too much
Center of attention, I ain't really on the ropes too much
Been fucking the world, didn't know I was supposed to nut
But when I bust, yo, don't worry about it soaking up
Emcee, KY emcee, with a dream
A dream that I'mma be on the scene and the bitches scream
Yo, all the bitches gon' scream
I just stick to weed & liquor, never pills or codeine, (uhn)
Still ain't got my license, but I drive these hoes crazy
Ask my ex, ask my ex of my ex, - Ain't no doubt I'm the best
I be hearing rappers all around my city flowin'
It's my time to shine, like Lil' Kim when her titty showin'
(Yo..) Never too relaxed, always switching habitats
Like a kid with divorced mom & dad's, Parent Trap
I'm a cold nigga…. but my bitch hot
I'm just here to resurrect hip-hop, (uhn)
Cock backed [and] fired at all of them niggas aiming at me
Never sold my soul, ain't focused on making Satan happy
Finna rise up, like yo, face when it's making acne
Real shit.. flow becoming so legit
Rookie in the game, but I already got a triple-double
Heavy bars, hope your ears got Dwayne Johnson muscles
'Know I'm gon' make it
And if I don't, man I don't know how I'm gon' take it, I'll probably commit suicide
Told myself "For me to get this money.." man "..it's do or die"
I be out here flowin' while they fluid [is] dry, (Feel me?)
Can't conceal me
I'm a weapon of mass destruction, man you gotta kill me, so fucking kill me!…. (Sike)
Rappin' blindfolded, I don't see these lame niggas
It don't matter if you hate, like crying in the rain nigga
I'm a monsoon, finna get that Benz for my mom soon
Gotta thank her for never using that condom
Lotta niggas listening like "How the fuck he do it?"
Don't worry, just know I ain't never gon' be riding Buicks
For the rest of my life, got backstabbed, where's the rest of that knife?
I'm coming back for prints, like they arrested me twice
Turtle in the race, real shit, killin' shit
Reppin' Lex, check the toilet 'fore you flush, 'been the shit
(Yeah…. and I'm just kickin' it)
{murmuring}
