{Hook}
Stunting in the eyes of God
Got my ass knee deep in this bitch to sock
I drink my own bottle I pay my own bills
No damn 'bout tomorrow
Come hell we gon see
{VERSE1}
I'm hard to shake off,defiant to the core
Getting even with the odds
Pretty quick with my blows
My premier to hiphop
I'm churning a classic
Debut track on the album
Call it a smash hit
It's vibe to my audience
Music for my city
Was born with my prowess
I'm swift with my paces
I make my own rules
Fuck prohibition
What I do is the truth
Don't question my convictions
I'm terror to my haters
They still shadowboxin'till I'm rich and I'm famous
Relentless paperchasin'
Just burst in the scene
And I got panties droppin'
Niggaz talkin' paparazzi photoshoppin'
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{VERSE 2}
It's blast from the past
When the real was real
When the hiphop that streamed
Had that gangsta feel
Now trap is all the rage
All 'bout getting paid
So the essence forever caged
In a maze can't get away
I'm a rap prodigy, I beat 'em to the punch
Last of the dynasty
Embracin' a new path
I got 'em Jays laced
And Swiss on my wrist
Goin' hard with my game
I'm heavy on the spit
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