The Pr0digy - Honest Lyrics

Aye, aye
Hey, hey, hey
Takeover, man
Takeover, man
Aye
Killin' the beat so I bought it a coffin
I drip like a faucet I'm cold like Steve Austin
Flow is so sick that's it making 'em nauseous
Boy you don't want none I think you should be cautious
Get more paper than a corporate office
I'm on that boss s***
Cop it don't care what the cost is
More fire than an arsonist
People callin' me a narcissist
Ain't about business get get get outta my mentions if that ain't your true intention
Not talkin paper please do not dial my extension
Lil homie you better listen
Chasing a sack like a lineman
I'm making it rain and I'm changing the climate
The king of the game yeah they call me your highness
I'm losing my mind and I'm tryna find it
I never back down
Don't do wrestling but you can get smacked down
Running the game, cutting my fat down
Running the game don't even need a track now
Been on my own from the get go
I had to pick up the tempo
(Pick it up, pick it up)
Don't talk down on my name and then later on try to be kinfolk
I need to
Uh
Flex on 'em
I be depositing checks on 'em
He tryna sneak diss all on the internet only time he use a tech on 'em
I be drippin' in finesse on 'em
I don't ever get no rest
You know I be bout a check mate, it look like we playing chess
Aye
Ain't got no room to be modest
(Stop it)
Just being honest
Countin' them commas
Not with any of that drama
Put that on my mama
I get my pajamas you put me to sleep
Don't switch up now 'cause I got them receipts like I paid for it
(I paid)
All of this, yeah I slayed for it
(I slayed)
All of this, yeah I
(Ooh, aye)
Ain't got no room to be modest
(Stop it)
Just being honest
Countin' them commas
Not with any of that drama
Put that on my mama
I get my pajamas you put me to sleep, man
Don't switch up now 'cause I got them receipts like I paid for it
(I paid)
All of this, yeah I slayed for it
(I slayed)
All of this, yeah I slayed for it
People say that I'm arrogant
I don't care I'm gettin' green like asparagus
(Asparagus)
You and your bruva a lame
You suited for family ties it's in your heritage
Get to the bag that's imperative
I don't do beef but best believe that I'm preparin' it
I don't like all of that narrative
(Nope)
I don't like all of that narrative
Keep it a hundo
Takin shots I ain't even got a gun though
Still seeing gun smoke
Knife on they necks, see that I'm cutthroat
You wanna ball but you not in the huddle
Y'all be too washed up got soap and bubbles
I'm tryna make all the funds i got double
(Tryna make all the funds I got double)
All these rocks on me like I'm wearing rubble
I don't have time for the chit chat
Don't wanna hear about this that
Want them to ask how you get that
They see me countin' up big racks
Break all my bros off a piece like a kit kat
I'm blowing up better get back
Yeah they lovin' how i spit that
(Love how I spit that)
You need to boss up, you need to
I know you'll never admit that
(Nope)
Ain't no room to be humble
Watch 'em all crumble in the front row
Watch 'em all tumble like they doin' gymnastics
Murdering beats had to buy a few caskets
I got the rock, I'm passing it off to my bros
I'm assisting with baskets
All of that noise but none of y'all ever be doin' nothin'
You better stop all that racket