Intro
First off I'm the one with the work/
Second run but I charm it on the first muh phukka/
(I don't even gotta talk no more you just really gotta listen)
Verse 1:
Mind potent I tap my forehead and connect
To time moments. My line open and
Laugh at every attempt to harass bro/
You know how many sessions I played back row? I'm spinning on the air now/
Oh you must not remember that I smash flows/
They forgot what I do. Same kid on stage with the lasso/
Asshole you want me to keep it cordial?
I keep an accordion, I stretch you in autotune/
Don't wanna do songs with him/ I beat up recording rooms/
According to Jim I'm in the gym like a bar for pulls/
That was a pull-up bar, these flows I don't often use/
But using my brain I got an office and gorgeous pool/
Awesome views, I'm in my own world
So sometimes I look at some of you like who the phukk are you talking to?/
Going at this shit like I ought to be/
These niggas can't phukk with the mere thought of me/
Hook:
We are not the type of niggas who follow trends/
For the most part, we the niggas that started them/
At the end of the day, they get all of this/
Every jab, Hit these niggas with retarded strength/
Call me out but a nigga never call it quits/
And every one of them hating can't say we aren't the shit/
But they'll keep a straight face when they talking shit/
Now you see what really lies in the hearts of men/
Verse 2:
My hole shit switched up back on my wild shit
Got a sweet tooth and obsessed with chocolate/
Undress a model come test my pockets/
I pop quiz a bitch and come test her knowledge/
I exam her friend to come test my balance/
You don't hear me tho, my mic check the loudest/
Way too drippy, I dress the stylist/
I pop up in the hood like I'm checking mileage/
Beloved I been on go since Phukkit/
To get a bag for trippin on beats, hold no luggage/
No baggage my flow magic your flow average/
You act macho man, really you no savage/
I take ya beat and toe tag it/
The only way to catch up to me is to go backwards/
Look I been around the globe/
And to be honest, ain't none of you bringing the talent home nigga adios/
Hook:
We are not the type of niggas who follow trends/
For the most part, we the niggas that started them/
At the end of the day, they get all of this/
Every jab, Hit these niggas with retarded strength/
Call me out but a nigga never call it quits/
And every one of them hating can't say we aren't the shit/
But they'll keep a straight face when they talking shit/
Now you see what really lies in the hearts of men/
Verse 3:
I don't hate, in fact, I don't even hate the fact that/
Niggas can't do what you do but still hating/
Niggas said I should hang it up on a hanger rack/
But I been on. It's a little too late for that/
Say I'm whack but I prolli laced your favorite tracks/
Major acts/ fell asleep and woke up and made a rack/
I got some Bapes and laced my son and then I made a track/
Hit export I sent a link and then I made it back/
Now, how great is that?/
Bitch I'm run of the mill and I'm asking where the Paper at/
Like a Chinese store what type of wave is that?/
She say me she love me and I never have to say it back/
Billy bad, I'm bout to make these niggas really mad/
Truth be toad I'm tryna lick a frog off a lily pad/
Higher than the pearly gates off the devil's cabbage/
I'm generous, he asked for it so I let him have it/
Hook:
We are not the type of niggas who follow trends/
For the most part, we the niggas that started them/
At the end of the day, they get all of this/
Every jab, Hit these niggas with retarded strength/
Call me out but a nigga never call it quits/
And every one of them hating can't say we aren't the shit/
But they'll keep a straight face when they talking shit/
Now you see what really lies in the hearts of men/
Verse 4:
I walk into the booth with the Middas touch/
Write with the same precision as a Snyder cut/
I'm fired up, Go consult with your higher-ups/
Tryna get high as us you'll need that ladder on a fire truck/
Fly as fuck like maggot sex/
Running against the currents make it hard to catch your breath/
I jump out the hole and put lotion on my skin/
Obviously, I'm tryna get the hoes again/
Mango Kush. Rainbow foots/
Walking in the bank like it ain't no look/
Now that's the meal ticket/
No, no no That's the real spirit/
They tapped in but they mad I'm Still kicking/
But I'm really in this bitch so they have to deal with it/
Yuh
