That’s That One ​eLZhi

[Verse 1]
All I hear is silly nonsense, blahzay-blah
Niggas say they the king, why'd they lie?
Give 'em three the hard way, like menage a trois
You wanna get at ya boy? I say try
On the blocks I ride slow and on the high way, fly
Keep the flow top secret, cause guys may spy
Don't this feel good like chilling on a Friday high?
Whether the A, LA, NY, Detroit
If you mad nigga, que ce sera, sera
Just don't ask for my opinions, my reply stay dry
Everybody's got there ears out when I play my
New shit, I'm through with, I'm on some other shit
Fresh off the block where they fire ye' by
Where my brother would play with our lies
Now it's hello blue, and bye grey sky
We on some jiggy shit, na-nah, na-nah, neh-nah

[Verse 2]
You say you on my level? Well, tell me how so
You haven't the slightest how deep the style go
While you mean muggin me with your eyebrow low
And your lip curled, you really need to smile yo
Is it cause, if you know I get my chance I'll blow
Get dough, flip it, then pile mo'
To my step dad, here's a hundred thou I owe
Cause my real dad never saw his child grow
Used to be off them reg's, but it's now 'dro
Come see me perform and watch a crowd show
Present from top to bottom, in every aisle, row
Oh, you don't know my style? Well, your babydoll know
Shh, keep the down-low, I know it's foul bro
That's what you get for hating on a versatile flow
Let me put you up on something I learned a while ago
You give a nigga a inch, he take a mile, oh!