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..