Man where the real heads at?
I'm sick of all the catfishin'
Ain't even got a tape and they already blacklistin'
Blackballed these black bars I'm blacksmithin'
But when the script flips, you know how people act different
I float like a butterfly, cut like a blade slice
Kill with kindness, but I'm getting burdened tryna play nice
Keep my cards in the deck
Can't even see the poker face
But I got all this dirty laundry, 'cause they tryna hold the gains
No acknowledgment? Huh, that ain't no foreign thing
In the mirror to lift my spirits up, learn to shoulder pains
One hand to cook, one hand to fill, one hand to hold the plate
Eating good in the kitchen and then I turn to Roman Reigns
Wassup? And every bit Imma savor it
This must be a gloryhole, you don't know who you're playin' with
Witness a classic in the making
Clap or not for my rappin' ass, one day you'll have to face it
And kiss it too
Get on your knees, bow down
Long live King Goman
Step like a real should, man you know I got to
Obey what's in my DNA, you could study the posture
Man, you know I'm from the town and so I gotta come correct
Stylin' and profilin' ain't got no diamonds on my neck
My shine so VVS, floss with no DDS
Need an EMT for all this TNT up in my chest
Explosive, West Coast shit
Yeah, I'm blowin' up on them and that's with or without you postin'
Power in my lines, I'm Max Dillon with the voltage
J be the new Dre, I told him to up the dosage
Follow the doctor's orders, every track is a slaughter
Shy guy sit in silence, don't provoke him
Not one for moderation, everything for the takin'
Put some respect on our names, or we get rearrangin'
Yeah, witness a classic in the... nah
Man, I've been a classic, you just need to match the pacin'
Catch up, but you won't match up
You gon' get scrapped up, you gon'
Nah, you not ready
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