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Greatest Rapper Alive
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Allow me to reintroduce myself
They all think you're the driller when I've done more
Don't confuse yourself
Prideful and stubborn, no way in hell would I call you for help
Grade coloured DF, that's one way to make the groupies melt
Go ask the foes if little Nettles used to hit their block
And then hit him a home run
And if we ain't see no one on their block, if we hit up their home
And I done slept on genuine girls, but then took in some hoe ones
The scumiest thing that I ever did was run off with whole ones
No open goals, had hoes in situations begging for tappings
Facts the same way my whole hood used to beg me to rap
And since then, they can't tell you even one time I was capping
They nicked me for some shit - did
But no way you'll catch me ratting
Her head game out of this world, could be Jupiter, could be Saturn
Could be Neptune, maybe Venus, or one of them other planets
Mummy kicked me out the cut, couldn't manage with all the trapping
Started giving cats work to sleep over, and this is all facts
Bad timing, my emerald cuts are not lab diamonds
The internet got people wiling, like, comment, subscribing
Gotta watch what I said in court
They're using lyrics when you catch a case
You tell the truth, you're dumb
If you cap in your raps, you're fucking lame
I'm still cropping pics when I see a Judas in the picture frame
I'm still tagging sticks in cars
I whip, cah I don't mind taking chase
Okay, I done made pagans relocate
I done see love start squeezing the hate
Or dem pilates sessions she be attending now I can't see no waist
You ain't been in no sitch where snitching's beneficial
But you won't speak on names
But I'm just a rapper boy, like what he said
I don't want no Rico Case
Face your fate and when you leave home
Make sure back, you make it safe
- try cut through blending, but no cap all he heard was 808's
Used to dream about a hundred racks, but I've made a lot more
Bought the Patek for 80,000, used to dream about an Offshore
Now I'm not sure, from early became the man of my household
But before that, used to look up to my dad like Harry Osborn
The first wapeen that I ever bought was a .38 special
Free A, he's in jail
Sending niggas to splash hot water from their kettle
And fuck your flowers
There ain't much that I can do with all them petals
I know niggas that used to be him, now him ain't on the schedule
And I know girls, Chanel bagged off, living in council flats
I know guys, no jewelry, but made a killing of the trap
I know guys that killed niggas, but killed them niggas by accident
I know guys first time going jail, got way more than they could fathom
Got Stevie saying, "I should be a bigger artist"
But the truth is I ain't ever tried in music
And always took this shit for granted
Like, one day I'm in the booth, then the next I'm in the hill
Home is where the heart is
That's probably why I end up right back where it started
I try stay away from writing songs like this
But this shit's therapeutic
Attempt to go commercial, but them songs don't ever do shit
Now I'm back in the studio, feeling embarrassed and stupid
I'm from the hood were funeral's, the only time you wear suit
Niggas saying that I've changed, that sounds like whattings I reckon
And I hope you're not comparing eight years ago to the present
Free wax, the federallies caught him slipping with a wesson
He's been touring in Her Majesty's prison now for a second
I done helped out, got no thanks, I'm assuming they'll thank me later
Parji gave me my man's address, and now I owe her a favor
Mom found Dutty N Dubs like that Dappy, Tulisa and Fazer
She said get out, take your phone and all this paraphernalia
The sad thing about death isn't even the fact that they die
It's the fact that dead and gone without even saying goodbye
And you can literally see my pain if you look into my eyes
Chico, they never lie, there's no way you ain't watch that film
And you're a pussy, you probably prefer to die before you kill
A midlife crisis had me contemplating growing dreads
I'm from the trench
A stabbing happened outside my mum's on my first day out the feds
I know she CC walks already, I've been in her bedroom and her bed
Unfinished business too, and money can't buy happiness
It's like, all they want is sticks dropped
And them shootings, they'll be happy to
I don't need game, I'll be turning bitches on just from my attitude
Got tired of being broke, hitting sales is what I had to do
To live this life, you got a sacrifice, and it might cost lots
Bro, I drifted one of my closest cousins car
He lived on the opp block
Thought I was the man, the first week, my phone done a bag a day
Hitting every shot, like, "I need competition eradicated"
Look, can't be like him when I'm 30 plus
ADB beats, I've murdered nuff
Most these bitches got them a price tag
But that just saves me flirting much
Put Doogie to rest, with a burner tucked
I'll be the reason Burner's buss
Telling lies about - ran off with a P
He only reads two birds and up
- said he got grenades, but that's a serious thing
T charge, and a Category A is what they'll put you in
Her pussy so wet, I'll be slipping out after slipping in
- Prolly thought I was a clown, until he got the ying
Trying to convince Lski that ain't worth a crash over
Got hoes from New York to the Yam, you little pricks would bash over
And they're cool with no strings being attached
And if boydem stop this card, then long story short, it's a rap
Just know we grew up playing money up, we weren't shooting no dice
Put in work with my age group, all the way up to dices
When you're humble, you give them room to believe whatever they like
So Imma start telling myself I'm the greatest rapper alive
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