AJ Mac - Vet Lyrics

I'm new to the game but I feel like a vet
I go for the jugular go for the neck
I pushed all the negative thoughts to the side
Cuz I had to do it to gain the respect
I rap with a passion I rhyme with finesse
If you got a Stu just send the address
I step in the booth and I'm bringing that fire
But that's what these niggas have come to expect

If you got a Stu just send the address
Just give me a call or shoot me a text
I'll give you some heat when I pick up my pen
I'll cook up a verse and I'll give you the best
I'll lyrically flex, I'll put in the work
Lyrical murder there's blood on my shirt
I'm killing this shit you heard it here first
Came up from the bottom I came from the worst
And now I'm so focused on chasing a purse
I'll double my bands and triple my worth
I'm taking a chance I'm tryna expand
I'll market my brand I'm selling my merch
I got a whole clan I don't need to search
I don't f*ck with xans I don't need a perk
I'm going back home and I'm buying the block
I'll hop in a Yacht And I'll Circle the earth

I'm new to the game but I feel like a vet
I go for the jugular go for the neck
I pushed all the negative thoughts to the side
Cuz I had to do it to gain the respect
I rap with a passion I rhyme with finesse
If you got a Stu just send the address
I step in the booth and I'm bringing that fire
But that's what these niggas have come to expect

I'm new to the game but I feel like a vet
I go for the jugular go for the neck
I pushed all the negative thoughts to the side
Cuz I had to do it to gain the respect
I rap with a passion I rhyme with finesse
If you got a Stu just send the address
I step in the booth and I'm bringing that fire
But that's what these niggas have come to expect

I step in the booth and I'm bringing that heat
If you at my sessions you in for a treat
When I first started they doubted my shit
But now you know what I kept the receipts
And now they pull up and send me some beats
And they showing love when my shit release
You see a rapper that's better than Mac, that shit ain't a fact, that shit is a reach
That shit is a dub, cuz I am the beast
Lyrical murder there's blood on my sheets
It came from the beat just give me the bleach
I'm hiding the body cuz it was deceased
Then these niggas listen and play on repeat
I make in a hour what you make in weeks
I'm shooting I'm scoring I hop in a foreign and you know I own it I don't gotta lease

I'm new to the game but I feel like a vet
I go for the jugular go for the neck
I pushed all the negative thoughts to the side
Cuz I had to do it to gain the respect
I rap with a passion I rhyme with finesse
If you got a Stu just send the address
I step in the booth and I'm bringing that fire
But that's what these niggas have come to expect