Tell me can you hear me now
I bet the nigger that you looking at is looking scary now
F*ck it the scary hour
Know that my skills is tip top
To any of you amateur niggas that wanna get flopped
Or I could tell you a story about my brothers in jail
My mom and dad just couldn't seem find the money for bail
Now he's in a cell trapped and he's going through hell
While mama's at home crying it out begging for help
Oh, shit, just take a look at how I'm schooling them
True lyrical lyricist they don't know what to do with em
Uh, Yh, they always said I'll never make it
Don't wanna give me the shine fine I'll f*cking taking it
Trying to find ways to word each song of mine
Line to line quoting every second of time
It's mind-boggling the way I think of this shit
Been making songs since 09 but I'm evading a hit
Or it's evading me
Shit I'm still the same OG that's destined to be
One of the world best MCs
Mount Rushmore of rap j cole and k dot
With Em up on the top
Im filling in the other two spots
Connecting the dots
Since 94 I swear I won't stop
And if I slip and then I fall just know I'm landing on top
Prepared for the drop
You running from the media right
Like F*ck out the way, this mother f*ckers coming in hot
I'm bout to blow up the spot
Release everything that I gat
Black mamba with the ball so best believe I'm shooting the shot
Or I'll matumbo the block
Trina be something you not
There's just so many King's but ima put my crown on the top
Its Young
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Tell me can you hear me now
I bet the nigger that you looking at is looking scary now
F*ck it the scary hour
Know that my skills is tip top
To any of you amateur niggas that wanna get flopped
Or I could tell you a story about my brothers in jail
My mom and dad just couldn't seem find the money for bail
Now he's in a cell trapped and he's going through hell
While mama's at home crying it out begging for help
Oh, shit, just take a look at how I'm schooling them
True lyrical lyricist they don't know what to do with em
Uh, Yh, they always said I'll never make it
Don't wanna give me the shine fine I'll f*cking taking it
Trying to find ways to word each song of mine
Line to line quoting every second of time
It's mind-boggling the way I think of this shit
Been making songs since 09 but I'm evading a hit
Or it's evading me
Shit I'm still the same OG that's destined to be
One of the world best MCs
Mount Rushmore of rap j cole and k dot
With Em up on the top
Im filling in the other two spots
Connecting the dots
Since 94 I swear I won't stop
And if I slip and then I fall just know I'm landing on top
Prepared for the drop
You running from the media right
Like F*ck out the way, this mother f*ckers coming in hot
I'm bout to blow up the spot
Release everything that I gat
Black mamba with the ball so best believe I'm shooting the shot
Or I'll matumbo the block
Trina be something you not
There's just so many King's but ima put my crown on the top
Its Young
I bet the nigger that you looking at is looking scary now
F*ck it the scary hour
Know that my skills is tip top
To any of you amateur niggas that wanna get flopped
Or I could tell you a story about my brothers in jail
My mom and dad just couldn't seem find the money for bail
Now he's in a cell trapped and he's going through hell
While mama's at home crying it out begging for help
Oh, shit, just take a look at how I'm schooling them
True lyrical lyricist they don't know what to do with em
Uh, Yh, they always said I'll never make it
Don't wanna give me the shine fine I'll f*cking taking it
Trying to find ways to word each song of mine
Line to line quoting every second of time
It's mind-boggling the way I think of this shit
Been making songs since 09 but I'm evading a hit
Or it's evading me
Shit I'm still the same OG that's destined to be
One of the world best MCs
Mount Rushmore of rap j cole and k dot
With Em up on the top
Im filling in the other two spots
Connecting the dots
Since 94 I swear I won't stop
And if I slip and then I fall just know I'm landing on top
Prepared for the drop
You running from the media right
Like F*ck out the way, this mother f*ckers coming in hot
I'm bout to blow up the spot
Release everything that I gat
Black mamba with the ball so best believe I'm shooting the shot
Or I'll matumbo the block
Trina be something you not
There's just so many King's but ima put my crown on the top
Its Young
Writer: Mauricio Forbes
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