[Verse 1]
Look, I been a little busy
But without me, this whole rapping scene would get a little sh**ty
I be coming through and k**ing sh** like Herb and Lil Bibby
Making other rappers shy, I bet they feel a little Glizzy
Because other n***as mad they ain't got it like that
But I got major plans to put this city on my back
And after that I'm finna put this little city on the map
And I'mma black on every track until my city's where it's at
I get a little co*ky, I think that I'm Kanye
I think that I'm Yahweh, I think this is my day
These's rappers side orders and I am the Entree
You Bosh, I'm LeBron James, you Big Boi, I'm Andre
You hate on real rappers cause you never been that
I would start coming at ya necks, but I'm better than that
I wanna desk bigger than the one that Letterman had
But n***as tryna take me down like a confederate flag
Tim, did you know they said you trash and your mic quality screwed up?
Yes, and to answer your next question no I do not give two f**s
Y'all some pretty little liars, CeCe
Ya girl said you James Harden, weak D
Download your songs on her phone and she press delete
But she playing Don't Wanna Fall In Love on repeat
[Hook]
Listen here, this Tim's Speech
Shut the f** up, let Tim speak
You better quiet down, you little pipsqueak
Cause I don't play no games, like Embiid
I said listen here, this Tim's Speech
Shut the f** up, let Tim speak
You better quiet down, you little pipsqueak
Cause I don't play no games, like Embiid, yeah
[Verse 2]
Coogi down to the socks, like I'm Timmy Saunders
MVP at getting money, Andre Iguo-dollars
Yeah I'm getting Guala, making hits just like the Dodgers
If them n***as taking shots I block them sh**s just like Ibaka, in the hood but talking proper like a n***a Mr. Rodgers
My talent got these hating n***as tight like wrist tape
First lead in the cla** play with a mixtape
What does that mean? There's nothing I can't do
They be tryna copy me, them n***as is Shang Tsung
Rappers that can f** with me, you know that's a short list
They don't want the beef, man them n***as eat pork ribs
I just picked it up with two bars, that's a forklift
This is my game, you n***as just play the course b**h
Steady moving up, I don't ever move south
Coming at me wrong, then ain't nothing ruled out
f** with me, I might pull The Rock's moves out
Know your role and n***a shut yo mouth
Half of these n***as that try to be clowning me
In a rap battle they can't last round with me
After this sh** drop, man they gonna be crowing me
[Outro]
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished
But I'm flexing on these n***as like I'm Popeye on his spinach
And a n***a so fly, you would think I'm playing Quidditch
If you still hating on me, then you really quit it
If you sending me a beat, imma k** it when I get it
And I feel like Tony Stark because I'm all about my business
And I'm balling like LeBron, and n***a you can be a witness
And you say you run the game but you can barely run a scrimmage, n***a
Listen here, this Tim's Speech
Shut the f** up, let Tim speak
You better quiet down, you little pipsqueak
Cause I don't play no games, like Embiid
I said listen here, this Tim's Speech
Shut the f** up, let Tim speak
You better quiet down, you little pipsqueak
Cause I don't play no games, like Embiid
Get it? Cause Joel Embiid...