My real friends thought I was dead
So I came back with a track just to drop on their heads
Where have I been? Hibernating I've been lying in bed
Watching how I met your mother like I'm chilling with ted
Na I'm joking see really I've been working on my flows
Trying to find enlightenment like I'm sat with my eyes closed
And I know, some rappers want to step on my toes
But that don't really bother me
Ca they ain't where they want to be
And all I see when I look at Mc's is just a wannabe
So why man want to chat to me and then want to turn their back on me
The bars that they spit, they are a miss
Feel to tell man shut their flippin' orifice
Taking over no more playing the party guest
And I'm not stopping I have no interest
Till I put my people on the map, maybe then I'll rest
Or when the world's all mine and there's nothing left ha!
(Shots Fired, Shots Fired!!)
Now I've got these rappers chatting like they started waring
Tryna draw for me with bars but they're kinda boring
See I could win with a reply track of me snoring
Seen as they're sleeping on the mic and it's just dawning
So let me spit and let me get em
Cuz I stand behind my bars like a felon
Yeah, and it's like I'm really tryna keep my cool but my boy's saying "Yo jay dead em"
I've been working on my album for a little minute
And I ain't been bothered by these man they're not my meal ticket
If you're hating be real with it
I don't see no point in concealing it
When my neck's frozen I might let it go
Until then I'm just aiming for the radio
It's like you want to be the boss
But what's a boss to a pharaoh rah!
See I'm sick of all the sly guys (4x)
I told them from day that I'm done playing
And I shout out no more mr nice guy
Watch how I hold it down, sing it like..