Composure AKA

[Intro]
One, two, one, two (Yah)

[Verse 1]
Why you gassin', dawg?
Why you comin' to my table without askin', dawg?
I know you hate me with a passion, I ain't mad at y'all
I know you fuck with every classic in my catalog
And it go worth your magazine team think it's LootLove
Cashtime with the Sheen Team, push dust
I don't need a green screen when I pull stunts
'Cause when you the real thing, nigga's get touched
And it's Super unlocked, unlocked
I don't give a fuck about your number one spot
Corporate's sleeping on me, need to set alarm clocks
Word to all my Naija homies getting telecom guap
In the billboards
That's the shit that I kill for
Big dreams since I was a lil' boy
I'm stressed
Middle finger to the press
Tried to give a fuck but I ain't got a fuck left
I'm blessed
Let me ball like the Ballon d'Or
Forbes, if you ever fall it's a cannonball
Miss me with the bullshit like El Matador
I just hope you're that involved when the camera off
Bang, bang, bang, and it's all about the moola
Big shout out to Sbuda, smoking Buddha in Abuja
Tunnel vision got me thinking future like computers
20 bitches swimming in the pool like barracuda, huh
Maybe I should spit something we can build with
I think we all need change, who got the till slip?
It's way beyond Drake and Meek Mill shit
Fuck a fiance, I got a lil' kid
Even Riky called me the other day
Stuck in the middle, it's sad that we can't collaborate
Tried to be civil until I saw your Twitter page
But I was out in Europe doing bigger things, huh
See, when it rains, it pours
Understand with me, when it's war, it's war
Thinkin' back, you wasn't even national yet
Matter fact, I used to be a fan of your shit
Young King, I should've took you under my wing
Instead I let you under my skin
I know coming up is a wonderful thing
But even I get uncomfortable when they call me the King
I know you play like you humble but we just one and the same
You tryna stay out of trouble and I'm just stuck in my lane
I hope the pressure don't make me buckle, so much on my plate
Appetite for destruction, this shit is like a buffet, hey, hey, hey