-Skip The Intro- Man, f** an Audition You know I'd be here from the Jump As a mortician showing off the bodies when I'm done Your "Beast Mode" to me? Freestyle and having fun You'll never run it Remind me of Seattle at the one I'm back fully The Rap Bully Mask and a black hoodie Backstabbing anyone that turn they back to me Actually, just bringing out the best on em' Feeling like Cove, But I'm gonna show you how to flex on em' So put your bets on em' If you've got that cash for me And sit calm, cause these labels 'bout to act funny Shout out to wade, But he should have thought just like my ex; You're supposed to use baby for that cash money When you the biggest And do the figures You're proved the quickest To turn around and double cross you Like they too religious That's why I only keep it cool with b**hes We chill, smoke, I even let em' split the pole I ain't superstitious Nah I never gamble with mine God told me to play the hand I that was dealt with a pride That Nobody could ever match That this was bolder than, I Would always win Because my cards are only one of a kind I'm back looking for Mula Team Backpack of the future Shout out to heavy hitters But it's fact they got a shooter! It's me And that's why; starting today, it's subtitles That means you gotta watch what you say How many times I gotta prove it Get with the movement, or move it You think I'm whack then you're stupid And ain't hearing the music Getting out-shined, cause we over shadow excuses sh** Half of you shouldn't even know what a booth is I'm a menace, and the pen is Recording my every sentence And taking every a**entive To spread like an epidemic Who the best? sh** I hate to say it but I don't though A little camera wouldn't help y'all n***a's go pro