Kil - You Heard (feat. Sid Nair & $ensei Neo) lyrics

[Verse 1: KIL] Never been a beggar always been a trend setter Life's a b**h, been a minute since I met her Skated down main roads sipping Arizona tea Phony rappers making paper because making lies are free k**ing more rappers than makers at winery's I tell em stop, cops looking for your pops See him drunk as f** but you see 'em let him off That's the reason youngins destroying their inner thoughts I don't give a f** I call em all out b**hes start to like me when a K on my follower count The game, starting to feel migraines from it I'ma be the prince of rap till my reign plummet She say she a fan but just bump to 1 track She say it's cuz some are too whack Although I don't know how long this flow will last me, sh** I scoff in her face, proceed to ask the b**h [Hook 4x:$ensei Neo] Have you heard, have you, have you, have you heard? [Verse 2: Sid Nair & KIL] I was walking through the campus Socks off, barefoot, minus the camp and it's just us Nair on the AMG sh** we don't f** with nobody else I mean, I mean it's just us She might not f** with me anymore, but her mom still think I'm the motherf**ing best They asked if she's a part of my life I said nah They f**ed with me when my last name Nair not Gop (Just stop) So goodness goddamn do I dare to attest Hold up this is my story, my sh** (my sh**) AMG my squad my clique, my clique This my sound you heard? (You heard) From the top of my lungs, to the bottom of the basement The type of sh** when you hear you sit back and cry in amazement Outta school but I still got cla** Waiting for a Christian girl, she at ma** Bumping our sh** in the car, key on the dash No need to ask bars are the only thing that I have Spittin' this sh** while she lie in the gra** Snakes in my lawn I gotta roll over them Snakes in my lawn I gotta roll over them (KIL) Skating with Sid we boutta roll over them Don't f** with me now, I'm pa**ed this sh** I scoff in her face, proceed to ask the b**h [Hook 4x] [Verse 3: KIL & Sid Nair] Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my God damn,(oh my god damn!) My words so complex, it's driving them crazy like a mental asylum Their big break is when my pencil go silent They lookin' at me tell me I am the man b**h I know but wha- what is the plan if you ain't taking glory what's to they they don't understand oh no no They can't help but to hand me my props They lying like a crack fiend screaming the rocks planted by cops I been cooking up tracks but that ain't ya business They say I had no gift since last Christmas I'm flexin' on the people that said Sid ain't sh** I'm flexin' on the people that said Sid ain't sh** Run it back boy you gon' treat that sh**? The music, the medicine hoping you don't get sick I been cooking up tracks but that ain't ya business They say I had no gift since last Christmas I know you ain't hip to this sh** but I'm teaching and cla** is dismissed I can't help myself but to ask the b**h