[Intro: Tae Retro]
Ahem, alright
Alright, you know what, niggas ain't expect this
Yeah, yeah (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Hold on, Tae Retro
[Verse 1: Tae Retro]
These niggas, they not really tough, they hop on the 'Gram and switch up the narrative
Yeah, I can score, but I rather assist, I'm something like "Pistol Pete" Maravich
On the topic of death, I'm not really for it, but don't ever think that I'm scared of it
I know this one Muslim, he move like a boss, he only know how to speak Arabic (Tae Retro)
If I retire, I'm known as the G.O.A.T., I'm something like '93 Jordan
It's kinda ironic that I stopped hooping, but in real life, I'm scoring
You swear that you lit by your image, reality speaking, we know that you boring
This lil' ho is chasing, I call her a sprinter, but I'm not the one that's touring (Haha)
They ain't the ones that's winning, huh
Nigga, this just the beginning
I'm finna slide in a minute, huh
He swear he a shooter, he kidding, huh
And I need a brief intermission, huh
Tae Retro, I'm on a mission
I just had me an epiphany, I don't understand why these niggas be sick of me
Used to be mad, that's the bitter me
No, I'm not famous, you still can't belittle me
I got the power, I keep it a mystery, me and the beat got history
My head is level, so you cannot trigger me, I am not here for the trickery
She wanna be saved, I'm not with the chivalry, now she see me as her enemy
Ahem, alright
Alright, you know what, niggas ain't expect this
Yeah, yeah (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Hold on, Tae Retro
[Verse 1: Tae Retro]
These niggas, they not really tough, they hop on the 'Gram and switch up the narrative
Yeah, I can score, but I rather assist, I'm something like "Pistol Pete" Maravich
On the topic of death, I'm not really for it, but don't ever think that I'm scared of it
I know this one Muslim, he move like a boss, he only know how to speak Arabic (Tae Retro)
If I retire, I'm known as the G.O.A.T., I'm something like '93 Jordan
It's kinda ironic that I stopped hooping, but in real life, I'm scoring
You swear that you lit by your image, reality speaking, we know that you boring
This lil' ho is chasing, I call her a sprinter, but I'm not the one that's touring (Haha)
They ain't the ones that's winning, huh
Nigga, this just the beginning
I'm finna slide in a minute, huh
He swear he a shooter, he kidding, huh
And I need a brief intermission, huh
Tae Retro, I'm on a mission
I just had me an epiphany, I don't understand why these niggas be sick of me
Used to be mad, that's the bitter me
No, I'm not famous, you still can't belittle me
I got the power, I keep it a mystery, me and the beat got history
My head is level, so you cannot trigger me, I am not here for the trickery
She wanna be saved, I'm not with the chivalry, now she see me as her enemy
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