[Chorus]
(Yeah)
This for all those who get me, hope that you didn't miss me
I been working, I been zoning, all these skills I been honing
I hope you love it
I hope you really love it
I hope you look at all my shit and put this tape above it
I hope you really love it
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I'm the realest
I'm not talkin' 'bout realness
I'm talking realism
See these other jokers in my lane I'm not feeling 'em
When these stoners talk about the Mary Jane
I don't deal with 'em
Bitch my lyrics like a weapon in this game
I'm concealing 'em
Surround myself with yes men
Swear that all this music that I'm makin' I invest it
Swear to god my ethic is nocturnal, never Rest in-
Peace
That word's not in my lexicon
Don't know what that means, uh
Feeling like a technician
Chasing that spark
When I first had that start
Where I bloomed on my art
So I dropped this tape for free
I'm giving you all of me
Just so one day you can see I'm not in it for the G's
And I've been shutting off my friends so I can shit on all my enemies
Like a plague, all up in this game, these motherfuckers sick of me
If I just keep on working, swear that is the perfect recipe
With hard work we can wash these rappers out like Listerine, yo
(Yeah)
This for all those who get me, hope that you didn't miss me
I been working, I been zoning, all these skills I been honing
I hope you love it
I hope you really love it
I hope you look at all my shit and put this tape above it
I hope you really love it
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah)
I made it all for you
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I'm the realest
I'm not talkin' 'bout realness
I'm talking realism
See these other jokers in my lane I'm not feeling 'em
When these stoners talk about the Mary Jane
I don't deal with 'em
Bitch my lyrics like a weapon in this game
I'm concealing 'em
Surround myself with yes men
Swear that all this music that I'm makin' I invest it
Swear to god my ethic is nocturnal, never Rest in-
Peace
That word's not in my lexicon
Don't know what that means, uh
Feeling like a technician
Chasing that spark
When I first had that start
Where I bloomed on my art
So I dropped this tape for free
I'm giving you all of me
Just so one day you can see I'm not in it for the G's
And I've been shutting off my friends so I can shit on all my enemies
Like a plague, all up in this game, these motherfuckers sick of me
If I just keep on working, swear that is the perfect recipe
With hard work we can wash these rappers out like Listerine, yo
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