(Coughing)
Yeah
(Verse)
Word around town they want problems
I can give em to you
But really should I give in to you?
Free promo that I'm given to you
I know you wanna be me junior
But I never tell n***as how I do this here
How I did this year
Can I get a hell yeah
Every n***a that I dissed has disappeared
Genesi had a long history
n***as in the team
And they weren't worthy
But f** it
No ones perfect
All I see is those n***as asking for favors
At one point I tried to save you
Then you went on to your anger
Telling people that I s** at rapping
And I can't produce at all
But when you need a beat
You try to swallow my balls
For your fame sakes
I won't say names
But you stayed lame when you left
Is funny how people be saying they real
But they can't feel the lie in they breath
I had friends that would tell me they would never hurt me
Then they go ahead and f** my b**h
I had friends that would tell me they would always help me
But when I call you don't call back
I guess we off that
I know that I'm over it
But sometimes I gotta put it on a track
No hook on the track
I guess that I ain't fishing for a bandwagon
Never had my pants saggin
But my dick can't breathe so I act like him
Always liked rappers
Remember I used to rap like em
Then I figured out that I'm better than 95 percent
Now I'm tryna represent
I mean damn
Name one n***a in Florida, other than Caskey, that made it bigger than I did
I mean honestly, he only got that deal
Because he said n***a on a track
And he white
So aight
This n***a got the balls to fight
And I'm not tryna discourage him
But it's been two years
Where the f** is the album?
Where the f** is the album?
Where the f** is the album?
But he got Young Money
But even Young Money don't
Got Young Money
What happens to your money?
Cause now the Birdman
Ain't got the bird hands
Even his own sons is yelling out f** him
Really I'm just tripping off the subject
Fact of the matter is I'm hot and your not
I seen a lot of people tryna take my spot
But when I take a shot
It's like pop pop pop
Put the word records at the end of Genesi
Then they did it to they own
I ain't never lie
Started glitching pictures up
Now these n***as try
I don't wanna talk about Generation Y
I got play in the Netherlands
I had b**hes on that ringtone
I had n***as that were trying to jump me
Cause they saw my light skin tone
Nothing can stop me, I made it apparent
Split the weed up just like your parents
Shoutout to Crist
Kelvin
sh**
Santy Samari
Louis Saucy
Stevie, Mitchel
Kevin, Will
f** with the trio
I promise you k**ed
Julien, Heny, Neo
Etc
How much swag
We got a plethora
Shout out to Hunter
Shout to Scoop
I swear when I make it they coming with too
My car blew up
I took a lot of d**
And then I threw up
I said a lot of sh** but I had to grow up
Young n***a gotta blow up
Even if I go away for a f**ing year
Trust me, I'm coming back
Right right here
Yeah
I just want to let that be known
I'm coming back right right here
I talk a lot of sh** about the city but the city made me
You know?
Gotta trust that
They say hey Tac take it easy
For pete sakes
What happened to the replay?
What happened to the young kid that hated v day?
b**hing like "Why do the girls don;t need me?"
Well I changed for the better
Rapping forever
Selected the chickens like Mickey D's tenders
Hardly any punchlines I know
I want you to listen
All of this is In case I go to prison
Air Guitar
(Outro)