4. who You Love Hook: Who you love (x2) Verse 1 Mafia or Mage. King or Sage I still wipe the floor with you like you were half my age Not even like minded. Never on the same page Cause my bars are what they used to build super man's cage I'm in a super fly age But my art is like vet. Clipping fake rappers wings How are they fly as sh** Uhh. I'm the one that's always fit Whenever I go out, it will always be lit Trouble with the curve. I'm the one they can't hit But no trouble with the verse cause I always spit Always spewing mucous, cause bruv I'm sick What's your excuse for always sounding like sh** You should quit You don't want to ever get acquainted with a True Grit We the elites of this thing My words are full of soul. What could you tell me bout game Always on track so I don't need to switch lanes Cla** is in, didn't you hear the bell ring Hook Who you love (x2) Shinobi, Alchemist. Trainer or exorcist Always on point. With my scope, I could never miss You? You could never diss So Why confront my team We got all lined up for you rappers to cause a scene So what. I'm pissed but pray I don't go green I'll recycle you like trash. Do you get what that means I'm not a bad dude. I'm actually nice as hell I'll burn till there's not even a story of you to tell Satan was an angel but look how he fell That ain't no wedding Dog those are funeral bells Cause you ain't ever married the game Just dying for fame You at the bottom of the pit with the rest of the lames This is Sparta, so get tossed to the flame Big man ting. Yuh wasn't ready for the lane Get back to the avenue Saying you that hot but at events we ain't having you On my worst behaviour, so I'mma do what I have to do I'm bout to dig in. And it's only rappers on my menu