[Verse : 1]
Grinding all summer
Stunting in the winter now
Fleezy up next oh yea time to take the crown
It was bound to happen ain't suprised , so anyhow
I'mma hit em hard coulda thought it was a flagrent foul
Apply that pressure , in the paint , fast break
Don't back down , he nervous , watch his knees shake
He can't hold the rock , might as well pa** it up
Coach benched him & pressed him , said " ya time is up "
Now you on offense holding ya team down . Off the back
Alley oop , you holding the team crown
You feeling like the king , no one is competition
Serving cats up like a chef in a kitchen
[Floyd Mayweather Interlude]
[Verse : 2]
Back to reality , you know I do this rapidly
& I'm busy working like I got a whole cla** to feed
The kid stay rapping b , a problem like math , you see
Even if you started first , you still ain't pa**ing me
Take it easy fleezy , just slow it down
If rap was d** then your flow would be a brick or pound
Understand that i ain't here to try & fix ya ugly frown
I came to sabotage the hottest with this heat no devil's ground
Thats what we into
Writing every hour , million pens is what we been thru
Phone filled with bars , now you know I got a point to prove , yea
Now you know I got a point to prove