[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