The Campaign (Radio Edit) Video (MV)

With no debate I'm the greatest from out my city
Ain't many that's running with me
No need for conversation, so lose my number don't hit me
I'm tryna be the best thing next to Cole and K Dot
Cause we got something in common like Bobby Brown and Whitney
You hear me?
I ain't cocky I just know my worth
Cause I was blessed to paint with pens since before my birth
I'm a poetic motherf*cker with a edge
While you flexing and holding bands to ur head
I'll build my dynasty instead
Cause I- don't wanna be another flash in the pan
That's gone before I catch a flight to tour the foreign lands with the band
This Generation hitting kinda different
7 legends in the making
Changing every ear that listens
You get it?
I don't need a gimmick
Don't need the flashy image
Just gimme Grammys
One for every single hit I'm giving
Turn your radio on, you hear the record spinning
I'm like the new Miles Davis, you see the leg limping

(I want the smoke)
(I got the fire)
(From here 'til when the earth retires)

(So lift me up into the sky)
(I want a Grammy fore the Earth goes bye)

(Where's the pen)
(And where I sign?)
(Initial here, the dotted line)

(Put my name in shiny lights)
(I want a Grammy fore the Earth goes bye)

Unmotivated by the value of a dollar, I'm a different kinda villain
Chillin
Kicking back and learn a lot from how u niggas spending
You hustle backwards, never laid a foundation
Thats why it's so f*ckin' easy to set up your demolition
Now listen
We can do this like gentlemen, talk it out
But I ain't scared to scathe your ass with lyrics in large amounts
Got your lady staring at me, she want me to pop it out
But I ain't like u rap niggas
No woman could give me clout
I'm the god
On your knees, better pray for mercy
You better hope it's in your favor when they bring the verdict
You in a circle of niggas that's singing like some birdies
So 'fore you take a shot at me, you better think is it worth it
Because I'm aiming for the top, and guaranteed I won't miss
I'm Floyd Lawton with the shot and my niggas the Secret Six
Ugh!

(I want the smoke)
(I got the fire)
(From here til when the earth retires)

(So lift me up into the sky)
(I want a Grammy fore the Earth goes bye)

(Where's the pen)
(And where I sign?)
(Initial here, the dotted line)

(Put my name in shiny lights)
(I want a Grammy fore the Earth goes bye)

Death over dishonor
More melodic than Desiigner
Come and meet the newest villain
Outside of the Mississippi
Go look, nobody finer
(Than me)
That ain't on God
(That's on me)
Go get ur favorite, watch that motherf*cker fry
(Next to me)
I'm chopping heads without the clippers in hand
You got a problem with the Soul
Then come and walk across the sands
(With me)
Who be the baddest the illest, the poetician
(That's me)
I got that brimstone
Fire when I turn the beat on
(Oowee)
(Don't wanna test me)
I'm burning you bitches alive
Creeping while you be sleeping
The event of you bitches demise
(Parents you have been advised )
This part ain't for your children's eyes
Keep watching if you wanna see this Guillotine take away lives
I been the outsider
And talent ain't been enough
I'm stack bodies on top of bodies
Been a helluva run
I almost thought I was done
But Trev said point to the sun
He said my arrivals a new horizon
My reign has begun

(I want the smoke)
(I got the fire)
(From here 'til when the earth retires)

(So lift me up into the sky)
(I want a Grammy 'fore the Earth goes bye)

(Where's the pen)
(And where I sign?)
(Initial here, the dotted line)

(Put my name in shiny lights)
(I want a Grammy 'fore the Earth goes bye)