What you got
Well I was up all night perfecting my craft
You was out there with some niggas just shaking that ass
So its your fault when I give these lil bitches the pass
I can't see you in my vision, now like dirty glass
Every time I run a mile, bitch you run a lap
Guess it's time to leave you in the past, no looking back
These size 11's on my feet with the matching track
Only brothers when I move, ain't no switching pack
All it takes is one call, then they come attack
Let me mix the batch
Cooking like it's lunchtime, bitch come get a sack
All these niggas that you kicking with, they broke, yeah they need a rack
Y'all been claiming that y'all eating when it's really mac
I've been eating big steak with a side to match
Let me hear my name said and it's rapped like snack
I've been dressed in off white, watch me fade to black
I told you bitch that these niggas was plotting
Ain't wanna hear me then, I told you this when it started
I'm still the flyest nigga, you been flying on cockpit
By the way I got some bitches walking around when they topless
And they love it when the po speak
Plus they love it when I go deep
I got a cougar bitch, she's so freak
She give me money then I go deep
She start to crying when I'm gone leave
I think I'm turning to the old me
But let's get back to the topic
You been saying that you want me, I'm not here for the nonsense
Stop wasting all my time, you been delaying the progress
Think twice before you come around, conveying the concept
Mr. Poet nigga