Yeah Hit-Boy on the beat, man Complex Yeah Ayy Ayy Look Never wore a wire, but you gon' have to wire me Face off in the Wall Street Journal off of treatin' beats like they a diary Ridin' to my own shit You boys don't inspire me, these hoes don't inspire me And really think they pressin 'me-tss! The irony The storm comin' quietly Guess it's time to wreak havoc on you so-called prodigies P and Coach K flow-I control the quality I mean, I might have to even throw 'em a lil' boat-pff I'm seein' niggas gettin' drowned out, 'cause they can't switch up the flow Just give 'em a year or two, and they gettin' exposed Dark sky-my son already here, but I'm still in that mode And I'm done bein' thoughtful to people that's thoughtless Or there for people who ain't all-the-way there I'm done givin' my heart to people that's broken-hearted and then wonderin' why I'm exhausted Ayy My OG from the mud-he don't know about mud baths He never seen a spa-boy, the streets is a bloodbath Invested in myself fully-why would I cut back? This time, they gotta one-up the score when I touch back Talkin' to the mayor like, "Where is the judge at?" How far we had to dig to bring 42 Dugg back They really tried to lowball us-we above that They gotta be pussy-all I'm thinkin' is, "Fuck that!" If you studied me back then, you gotta re-learn me That part you thought you knew wasn't even part of the journey And I got receipts on all y'all when it's time to return it You spend more than you earnin' And I know y'all feelin' the heat from the bridges you burnin' And when I turn yo' ass to ash, you still didn't earn it If you think we on bad terms, then call my attorney Just know you haven't touched what I touched, or who I touched, or where I touched No matter how you look at it, it's unfair as fuck Talkin' crazy 'til you bitches are forgivable You never had a hit I swear, yo' wife not even hittable You worried 'bout a body count instead of what the biscuit do Survivin' through some shit not even livable Don't fuck up whatchu doin' over what somebody did to you Rememberin' the future is just manifestin' Put it in your ritual Fast forward, I'll be right there, waitin' on a richer you You only understand it if it's meant for you Yeah, the main attrac I run this bitch They can't keep track Yo' shit not hittin' It's low impact It's not a diss if this shit facts