I Ain’t Leaving Kerser

Now shut your fucking face cause the man is back
The man and that raw rap to have you landing flat
On your face speak of face yo I'm hearing they hate that
Whole else you know could get their fucking name as a face tatt?
They ask me why I do it like ya up myself
I'm like yeah fucking oath I fucking love myself
You get me buried in a cemetery scary
If you do it then I'm daring
Take my wallet what I'm wearing
Take it all we can brawl
You can flatten me squashed dead
Reality will have it it ain't happening cock head
Kers around the street with the criminal straight crooks
You in your room you're buying clothes you typing on Facebook
You want the fucking raps who the man to check

I'm telling veterans that Kerser one demands respect
That's why I'm walking into clubs to the V.I.P
You rope it off I want the drugs and everything for free
Now I think I got em mad
They ain't got it like that
With a bag and It's wrapped
Glad fact it's dacked
Back to back champion
Yeah I'm holding the belt
You want a shot line up give me gold and I'll melt
To cash it in cash it in
Yeah I'm holding a nice stack
People love my shit even if they don't like rap
I'm the one that they be talking about I'm fucking exploding
I even thank the haters, thanks for all the promotion
My shit be fucking selling, disappearing from shelves
You wonder why it's not you, are you hearing yourself?
Shit