[Intro] A-Reece: Aight, yo, aight listen yo Slikour, by the way man I might, like, just give you something today Slikour: Today? A-Reece: Is that cool with you? Slikour: What, today? A-Reece: Yeah today Slikour: Yeah, lets go A-Reece: Aight Couldn't have said it better Part 1 [Verse 1] Yeah, If I got Mash, then I'm covered Nothing can come between or above us They scared stiff of what the next move is And still haven't gotten over what the last one did I'm looking over my shoulder for a f** to give Since you're convinced, there's probably more left They all from grace, just distractions We ain't stressing 'em Say it with your chest when you see me and make the message clear You rely on sipping hot liquor to cancel out your fear Quick to shoot the other way I'm going aiming at your head Acting like you don't see a n***a I'm right over here Told Global that he's safe with us around him, atmosphere More focus, more cork pulling, spilling everywhere Crew foolish, roll a tight doobie, while the bureau stare New movement, look at y'all losing to the kids again They base opinions on popularity status And that results to them comparing me to what's below the standard I said that sh** on "You Welcome" They still don't understand me Instead of sounding like a broken record We working on records, so we break your record They feel the pressure breaking under it Talent can't be measured You ain't special, you just funded n***a Done tolerating these other n***as And you can take it how you wanna n***a Let's go catalogue for catalogue And see who lasts the longest From 20k to 20 more and I'm just getting started Every show we go it large, I'm my own boss Difference between me and all them stars They tweet man, I go record, huh And this is just the calm before the storm You boys are acting like you got an extra X-chromosome [Refrain] f** (Dintsang jo?) sh** (Ey jo) f** (Reece) Man they still think I can't rap (Nah, nah, nah) Thats the problem (Relaxer mfana) sh** (Calm down boy) [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah They know I'm still around, yeah Your boy 20 now, yeah Thanking everyone who stuck around What goes up eventually goes down What goes around comes around And what was once below Must now go up, yeah Smoking loud at George Lebese house All this sh** to make my mama proud This the realest sh** that I've written down Thought you had all this sh** figured out LOL, SMH, middle finger out The money coming faster than her n***a now She only f**ing with the best So that leaves you out