Con— Con—
They said I should rap more, yeah, uh
What more can I ask for? Yeah (Conductor)

They call me whack, luckily, it's my government
One of a kind, ya label been tryna double it
I'm the catch, the snow fall as I shovel it
Stumbled upon the money then suddenly fell in love with it
Late night, cuddle it, bury it and I smother it
Neighbor seen what happen, but no, she won't utter it
Skrrt, skrrt on 'em, she ain't have to unbutton it
Working hard leads to satisfying consequences
You dead wrong if you think my time not expensive
No, I'm not dismissive, I use all my senses
My flows are extensive, to God, I'm submissive
I just lost three relatives and, on God, I miss 'em
Once you famous, everything becomes sacrificial
You make the same mistake twice, it isn't accidental
Tae pack a pistol if I ever have a issue
Bonafide like a grissle, head on a swivel
I'm the goat, show me who I need to go at
Shouldn't have to say it, you should already know that
Dinner at the crown club, we dining with the owners
Rappers is my sons, Phoenix, Arizona
Performed at the Moma, he digging my persona
I told him bear with me like Corona, that's a bar, yeah
I'm beyond reach, going far, yeah, aw, yeah
I been dragging niggas like all year
Too ahead like a shower cap, I'm so sick of the model rap
Turnt, you know a bottle cap, you softer than a sour patch
Sweating me for a follow back
can't believe you outside with that
If I leave today, I promise you gon' be out of whack
No pun intended, I want it tinted, my heart is in it
Got no limit, never timid, I get you finished
Ya list trash if I wasn't in it
Coming with it, ain't nobody fucking with it, yeah
They can't see me, even with flash photography
Got a bag on me, I ain't talking colostomy
What I gotta be, hold it down like some got to be
Playing both sides, isosceles, uh-huh, philosophy
Kerrivah on the side of me, obviously
There's nobody you can find as hot as me
For Kenete, I do you sloppily, yeah