[Hook]
Who he signed to?
How they find you?
Are you gon' fall off? Let me just remind you that
These aren't the things you need to know (You wasting your time)
These aren't the things you need to know (For real)
What's he wearing?
What's he driving?
What they drinking? If that's what you thinking then (What what what what)
These aren't the things you need to know
These aren't the things you need to know (What what what what)
[Verse 1]
They say I need to get my pockets fatter they right
That's why I'm sitting writing rhymes on a Saturday night
f** with my dogs, but please don't be mad if they bite
Wanna battle? We might. Plug in your battery tight
Keep on bragging about your salary height
After you get a phone to call up and tell me, smell me?
Worth more music at g-mail. E-mail me
For now I'm running things like feet don't fail me
Misfit, flip sh**, twist it
Aiming for my head, but they missed it
Pour a gla**, sip sip
Back on the topic of a topicless rhyme
The product that I've prepared and properly primed
The minister that sinister too awkward to shine
Who's architecture's perfect in a flawless design
Slow it down so they know you mean everything
Dressed to k** fresh 'till d**h wedding ring
My B-game's something that I never bring
This is what I became because my eyes see pain
Waiting on the main event this how I pre-game
Won't stop 'till the game's renamed in my honor Yeah
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
By now I know I got you open
Leaning forward into the palm of my hand for the next notion
You smoking, but what you smoking is less potent
We cla**y, man you ashy get lotion
Damn Julius what do we need to know then
Do you and never to fix what's not broken
Playing with my money like playing with my emotions
Playing with my family and you floating in the ocean
I'm a villain on the run with a bag of guap
Dollar sign on the bag, running past the cops
Hamburgular a meal would make me happy
A hundred cash a piece a nugget make it snappy
I'm trying to make this cash fool
You gotta eat fast dude
So you resorting to fast food
Some people hear that and they wanna go eat
And some people picking me up because they know the street
I'm usually not the type of dude to go compete
Because I know when real n***as hear the song they'll know it's heat
And that's one thing you need to know
So stop asking me questions I need to go
[Hook]
Stand next to me that's a recipe for equity
Back row heckle me, never let them get to me
Block 'em out, see that right there is ecstasy
These are the things you need to know, the bare necessities
Deep in debt, but soon the game will be in debt to me
Salty that nobody cared to get with me
My releases are something to wait for
I still put them out for free, though I need to make more
I'm in Rhode Island blazing on Lake Shore
Blunt cruising two trucks deep like a skateboard
That's a good look, I'll make that fly
And you balling up your fist like I hate that guy
Hey, that's what I deal with on the day to day
New Orleans don't have the money to pay for plays
Buzzing off the word of mouth
It's Julius the mothereffing Myth, illest n***a you heard about
[Paparazzi got me, poppy on lapel, o well
[Somebody stop me or i'll overload the floppy
[Roger that, copy
[Dancing like the Jabbawockies
[Had a mommy in Sockie 5'10" stocky
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[Repeat]
(It's the W W W Worth
Juilius M M M Myth
I be like w w w what
Misfit Yeah)