Get the f*ck out my circle
You can't hang you a lame you a Urkel
Don't talk shit or the homies from the clique might pull up
With the stick and just straight f*ckin' murk you
Lil bitty bitch I'm the one, I'm a God
Everybody hatin', tryna take what I got
All that shit talkin' but we know you a fraud
Tryna lock me in the system but your f*ckin' system flawed
S.A. killa tryna chase my scrilla, skin lookin' like vanilla, got bannanas like gorilla
Pull up and let it spray
Hop in the getaway
Skrt off like andale
Tell the cops keep away
If I die it's 'gon be a f*ckin' holiday
They 'gon celebrate from Cali to the New York Bay
Everybody know it, I'm a f*ckin' street poet
And my chance I'll never blow it
If it's snakes in the grass I'mma mow it
Bitch I'm on the rise, it's f*ck them other guys
They just tellin' lies, see the truth in my eyes
Everybody wanna know the plan I devised
Am I a villian or the opposite? I cannot decide
I wanna take over and I'm talkin' world wide
If you don't wanna see me win I suggest suicide
Everybody wanna be friends now
A lot of fakes around, I play defense now
I am the one that they fear, you can tell I've arrived when the darkness is near, I spear
Straight into the underground
Turn it to a bloodbath, treat it like a battleground 'till everybody love my sound
I swear I'm puttin' Texas on the map
Southwest San Antone where I be at
If you don't support then take your ass to the back
Yung S God be the Lord of the trap lil bitch