Harmz - Alter Ego (Kevin) Lyrics

Y'all niggas better pay me my respects
Like a running back coming in front
Ain't talking bout the lovey dovey shit
When I walk in the room, you know what's up
When I walk in the cut, they look on
I take off my shirt, yeah she drawn
And this ain't no diss to the game
If you f*ck with me boy, I promise you done
This music I'm making is light work
While niggas break a sweat for a verse
Tryna get the crew out the f*cking dirt
Busy, tick-toking like clock work
Harmz is gone as of last week
Now Kevin siting in the front seat
Tryna make a scene in his country
Hoes mad, but they love me
Niggas mad, stay hating, I'm in your girl's Spotify playlist
Dripped out cuz my stylist does the right thing like Spike Lee
Keep it going, yeah
Better respect
Better say you know me now, if not then
East coast music scene, I'm top ten
Few years later, be on top five, top two
But when?
Do you not know who you talking to
I'm that nigga that morphs what I want to
This Kevin's world, Kevin's life
High life, fits right
If the shoe fits, finna cop twice
Don't you try to control my pride
I get what I want when I want to
Nigga fresh your breath with a Mento
I'm holding down the game with my eyes closed
Can't let go, can't let go
How I come up with this shit, I'm a genius
Looking for ways to grow my demeanor
Trying new ways to leave 'em all speechless
Might have to write a book so you could read it
So you can read it and tell a friend
I meant everything that I ever said
Ain't ducking, I say this shit with my chest
PRZM Label, you know we the best, best, best, best, best, best
Time to get a lil' bit arrogant
If I want it bad, I'll have it
Got the same mindset like that nigga Snowfall Franklin
If we talking 'bout big plans, already got the next two projects lined up
Ain't adjacent to you niggas, I'm well off
Rocketman in this bitch, ready blast off
This my alter ego speaking real talk
Speaking, I don't even hear you, pish posh
Y'all niggas better pay me my respects
Like a running back coming in front
Ain't talking bout the lovey dovey shit
When I walk in the room, you know what's up
When I walk in the cut, they look on
I take off my shirt, yeah she drawn
And this ain't no diss to the game, but a PSA
I'm not nowhere done
This concludes the Better Watch project
This ain't just a man you've been listening to
No, this is an architect of rhythm, a maestro of metaphor
You have been emersed in a sonic tapestry, woven with threads of hard truth and raw emotion
Stories spun in a language all it's own
If you don't recognize the power in every track, I almost pity you
You've been staring at a masterpiece, but seeing just a canvas
Lucky for you the Better Watch project is not going anywhere
It's here, reverberating in the hearts and minds of those who truly understand
And like Harmz says, this is his come up so you niggas better watch