[Verse 1: Granderson]
Who are you to tell me if I'm here or if I'm not
Middle finger stabling I'm tying up these knots
Who are you tell me if I'm loyal or I naught
My spitting speed can only be measured into knots
Bumping in the whip wondering how you not heard of Nas
Lighting up your nitrous now I'm burning all the Nos
Catfished on your tinder dish you still knock
Fooling with a n***a like a deadbolt lock and knob
Rallying these h*mophones like riots into mobs
15 on the minimum? b**h you only use a mop
Crank up all your pedestals I'm raising mine a notch
Expectations of yours droppings, smile and nod
Quivering you're shivering I ain't even hooked the nock
My diction is murderous on that necronomicon
Weighing in the hook and ladders like I'm a pro for
Cons
Scheming for your princes like Thursdays daily con
Climbing up this pedestal cause who am I? A don
Crack a dawn dawns, breaking even on the third day of Ramadan
Alter the altar Muhammad turn me to a non
Profit and the charity is drooling into ponds
Reserves of their equity they reach in with a tong
Blowing out the smoke, or was it just a yawn
Skein needs patching so I loop it through this yarn
My skin needs pa**ion cause we getting pushed up out or lawns
Along the path the riches we been tossed out like a pawn
Are we really independent or we just some fawn?
Or even some other animals that are riled into the barn?