Welcome Bishop Nehru (Ft. Que Hampton)

[Verse 1: Bishop Nehru]
My styles vary in lines [?]
The competition probably missin' dissin' they got 'em scared of me
It's weird to see, all of these random people are feeling me
As soon as my tracks dropped I knew this shit was here for me
And I stand to be, the best to ever hold the pen
While throwin' emotion on pages and hoping
Now all of my dope hymns will be niggas boastin'
While I'm coastin' the ocean
And postin' the most gems (ha)
I never thought that it would happen this fast
I went from sittin in class, finishin' work last
To gettin' dolla' after dolla'
All the shorties tryna holla'
And tryna get with the Gualla but none of em gettin' nada
Flows as hot as a sauna and lyrics ain't 'bout designer
Tryna explore the finers so writin' lyrics I gotta
And not a soul can stop these cold flows I got in these bogos
I got what have me sittin' on the top just watch

[Hook: Bishop Nehru]
We some killers when it comes to spittin' flows
And nigga we the illest we just hope you niggas know
They ask about the beat and why the tempo so slow
Then they ask about the bars and why I wreck it so cold
We tell 'em
Check the melodies
We tell 'em
Check the melodies
Say what?
Check the melodies
Say what?
Check the melodies
We tell 'em
Check the melodies
We tell 'em
Check the melodies
Say what?
Check the melodies
Say what?
Check the melodies