Fuck you and your handshake, both you and your mans fake
I’m puttin’ out a mandate that dictates that you acknowledge what y’all call the culture
It’s just one big mandate
And y’all posturin’, in cahoots on some toxic shit
Faux oxygen, y’all don’t breathe the same as I do
Can’t be the same as y’all, son, I tried to
Used to box me out, now they try to box me in
Find someone else to lie to
Might pull up in a jersey with a profound context
And drink until it’s blurry, and think all in a hurry
Stop tellin’ me I’m on next, I’m better than ’em all right now
And me sayin’ that is like me on Hot 97, just a calm flex
That got a million views, but they all flex
You might not have seen it, but they all slept
Used to say I wanna do arenas, but I’ve long since left that as my MO
Like I still do, but not at the expense of my concepts
Big boss, y’all better pay y’all rent
You know I fuck with consent, but fuck a message that a con sent, my shit is God-sent
Speak the essence, what’s a comment?
Craft just got here, where the calm went?
Nowadays they look at you like you speakin’ nonsense when you call nonsense nonsense
I’m offended and I ain’t need no offense, God bless
I had to take a bar off
They made their record, changed it ’cause they had to take a scar off
I bleed on each track
It’s game on with my deepest, darkest, I don’t do the call-offs
I be makin’ shots that I called off
If I hit the rim, then that shit don’t count
We really do the work, go and get your clout
But just don’t ever fix your mouth
Don’t say you do it like us or we’ll fix your mouth
Pause, fuck it, rewind and play
Y’all still on lil’ kid shit, what are we tryna say?
I could really use some me time today
But there’s a rapper need killin’ somewhere, so I’m on the grind today
They like, “So-and-so got it”
I’m like, “Please, child’s play”
When you are the way, you don’t gotta find a way
HOMECOURT
Anywhere I step
