[Verse 1]
This is so disrespectful
I'm sorry that I didn't do it sooner
They talkin' that manure
Snakes comin' for my head, that's Medusa
But watch how I maneuver
I ain't fly, man, I'm lunar
I got no time for high opinions with them low commitments
I hear that chatter from a distance, I don't ever listen
Art critics just artists that never made it
So why I care what you sayin', I'm too busy creatin'
I could tell that ya' some crabs, hatin' on the low
Tryna shoot my dream down, why don't you chase your own?
I think I struck a nerve, matter fact I hit a bone
I got a word for them rappers who swear that they on the throne
Oh, so you the king of rap, where your kingdom at?
I got a queen, a fly one sittin' on my lap
You bought the lie them rappers told ya, I bring it back
That's all I gotta say
Roof your ball, I don't wanna play
[Verse 2]
This is so disrespectful
Hip-hop raised me, talkin' back to my parents
Drop that Never Land but, yo, I still haven't landed
Look mama, you don't gotta drop it low if you raisin' standards
Raisin' this banner, mama raised me with manners
Couldn't put me in a box, how I'm raisin' this brand
Hard to stay focused with standin' in front of cameras
But they don't understand it
They don't see that from my vantage
All glory to the Most High, all the praise be
Got them other rappers sweatin' like they need the A.C
It ain't all 'bout who you know cause Bleek knew Jay-Z
If it ain't Sway in the Morning, bad idea tryna play me
This is so disrespectful
I'm sorry that I didn't do it sooner
They talkin' that manure
Snakes comin' for my head, that's Medusa
But watch how I maneuver
I ain't fly, man, I'm lunar
I got no time for high opinions with them low commitments
I hear that chatter from a distance, I don't ever listen
Art critics just artists that never made it
So why I care what you sayin', I'm too busy creatin'
I could tell that ya' some crabs, hatin' on the low
Tryna shoot my dream down, why don't you chase your own?
I think I struck a nerve, matter fact I hit a bone
I got a word for them rappers who swear that they on the throne
Oh, so you the king of rap, where your kingdom at?
I got a queen, a fly one sittin' on my lap
You bought the lie them rappers told ya, I bring it back
That's all I gotta say
Roof your ball, I don't wanna play
[Verse 2]
This is so disrespectful
Hip-hop raised me, talkin' back to my parents
Drop that Never Land but, yo, I still haven't landed
Look mama, you don't gotta drop it low if you raisin' standards
Raisin' this banner, mama raised me with manners
Couldn't put me in a box, how I'm raisin' this brand
Hard to stay focused with standin' in front of cameras
But they don't understand it
They don't see that from my vantage
All glory to the Most High, all the praise be
Got them other rappers sweatin' like they need the A.C
It ain't all 'bout who you know cause Bleek knew Jay-Z
If it ain't Sway in the Morning, bad idea tryna play me
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