[Verse 1]
I wrote this on one of them snow days
Wake up in the morning for some juice anything but OJ
Look out my window I see my mom let my sister go play
Sidenote, n***as doing the nae nae lookin' so gay, but ok
Y'all n***as thought I still wasn't a threat
Y'all woulda thought I was Tola, (Turtle) how I came for ya neck...
If I'm bored I may send shots through ya chest, and the rest
Of ya pieces left, gone rest a**ure that I got you in check...
Like Busta Rhymes, I bust some rhymes...I bust a 9
Yea I'm roasting, I'll take some shots...I'm not wasted
I'm coming with heat to cook a n***a...your pots tasteless
Just face this, if you think ya writtens better, erase it
Y'all thought I was at my lowest? I'm plateau
They like he was mean but he done wit rap, he ain't gone battle
Well all y'all can lean ya a** back...like Fat Joe
Cause I'm here, I reappeared like a N7 Shadow
[Hook]
I'ma lyricist, lyricist...
[Verse 2]
I'll peel ya cap back like oranges..
Y'all don't belong in the game y'all like the tourists is
So if you think to leave ya home, and shots get aimed at ya dome
You gone be left to roam like the tourists leaving Florence is..
I'll break a rapper down to single cells
So when we check ya bio it'll say no single sells
I'm bout as sick as rapists sick wit sickle cell
Who sic their cells onto women so they're not just sick themselves
...In other words n***a I'm sick as hell
And I do this rappin' well if you couldn't tell
Gary ahh n***as you meow under ya shells
You should hide all ya rap books under ya shelves
And take some notes before ya test me
I'm the most important like ACT & SAT
So matta fact take a sat if you ain't gonna act
Cause I just might retract leave ya bloody like blatt..
[Hook]