[Intro: Dillmatic]
ISO
Jah Bless, Bless on the beat
‘Matic
Yeah
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
I’m tryna be greater, than we was last year
Clip the hedges, watch the snakes creep when the grass near
You can’t worry ‘bout missin’ out, I ain’t livin’ in that fear
Wipe the fog off the windshield, now I’m makin’ it as clear
As possible so they could understand me, Jack
Spent some odd ones at the pop up, shout-out to Mel and Jack
Head out the window screamin’, “ISO,” I heard him yellin’ back
My shawty wonder how I still look as good, been through hell and back (Uh-huh)
Rose out that fire, and I ain’t even get a scratch
Like what’s the surface to us, when they ain’t scratchin’ that?
Tryna use the whole sauce when they ain’t even half of that
Niggas say I’ll be zoned out, I really just be slashin’ back to when we ain’t have it
But now we ain’t havin’ that
Try and run up with the style, fuck around and I snatch it back
Take turns with the ball, and aunt need it? I’ma pass it back
When bitches come around, all of a sudden, niggas snappin’ back
Like now you crack jokes all day, fuck is you even laughin’ at?
Keep your day job ‘cause I know that they gotta half for that
Let’s do an underground verse and see who could go track for track
Grew my beard, now one of the bros be callin’ me [?]
ISO
Jah Bless, Bless on the beat
‘Matic
Yeah
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
I’m tryna be greater, than we was last year
Clip the hedges, watch the snakes creep when the grass near
You can’t worry ‘bout missin’ out, I ain’t livin’ in that fear
Wipe the fog off the windshield, now I’m makin’ it as clear
As possible so they could understand me, Jack
Spent some odd ones at the pop up, shout-out to Mel and Jack
Head out the window screamin’, “ISO,” I heard him yellin’ back
My shawty wonder how I still look as good, been through hell and back (Uh-huh)
Rose out that fire, and I ain’t even get a scratch
Like what’s the surface to us, when they ain’t scratchin’ that?
Tryna use the whole sauce when they ain’t even half of that
Niggas say I’ll be zoned out, I really just be slashin’ back to when we ain’t have it
But now we ain’t havin’ that
Try and run up with the style, fuck around and I snatch it back
Take turns with the ball, and aunt need it? I’ma pass it back
When bitches come around, all of a sudden, niggas snappin’ back
Like now you crack jokes all day, fuck is you even laughin’ at?
Keep your day job ‘cause I know that they gotta half for that
Let’s do an underground verse and see who could go track for track
Grew my beard, now one of the bros be callin’ me [?]
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