WARNiNG.

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I saw niggas was talkin, they all cynical Flockin to rock with me but knockin, they all critical Amass critical mass, I act a ass and a half Ain't got no acid in tabs, but I visually open they eyes, give em more than open-eye visuals, huh I hope they like me, but I'm not just hear to sightsee I'm not Spike Lee, so my movies bout my city gon be accurate Crossin every t on my tasks, I've been immaculate Touchin these tapes, tucked in the safe so these teens tappin em With a grace that withers wits and will, I'm really slappin em Steady stayin disrespectful, do it when I rap and then do it with how I live, get this money then come back again How does it feel to know you'll never touch this? It must be hard to deal with, you can get the best production A team of writers and Cole Bennett videos Cold isn't really those, and yo niggas really know Glow when I'm feelin low, shine on my darkest days Flows, they be feelin those, Moses, I'm partin waves Clothes cost a ticket now, shows I be startin waves Rose to a sicker view, bros never partin ways I'm hidden in the Valley coolin, plottin domination Dressin like I'm already on, startin the conversation I'm finna make it if a nigga gotta con the stations Imma get my money regardless, I'm the hardest, so Let's start a dialogue, these lil niggas diet me And they don't wanna see what'll happen if I don't die in peace It's gon be a racket, my niggas split em like Siamese They ain't in my bracket, I'm taxin like I'm the diocese I'm a half-singing rapper, spittin rhapsodies mastered I'm a product of legend, like the hash-slinging slasher And I'm passin these bastards passively cashin for clout Stackin casualties after I catch em runnin they mouth I'm from the city where niggas talk like they all from the south And tuck a weapon cuz soon as it's hot they all comin out I saw niggas was talkin, I think the cause was a drought A molotov hit my uncle window, they all on the couch Cynics turn into zealots, jealous and stalkin em out At every show dappin up to see what I'm talkin about I'm stutter steppin on niggas, I'm droppin, stallin em out That's half the reason it's never been niggas callin me out But I been livin my dreams, so dreamin ain't finna save me Close my eyes for a minute, I find myself comin home It's all a gamble my nigga, I fold my hands and I'm praying I'm rollin dice when I'm in it, can't find no help, I'm alone [Verse 2] See I been unusually prepared with this music, my awareness is stupid, I ain't sharin witchu And they compare me to who? Well look, comparisons foolish, I been married to moolah, don't be scared of the truth You should beware of the venom that I prepare in the booth Cuz if it ever go mainstream, it's fair that they shoot, I been talkin my shit, now I'm poppin, that's it, I hear em poppin, that's danger, now I'm
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- VII (USA)