Album of the year on the way Dax Album of the year droppin' No hate to J but I'm cold so I got it hot like the summertime out in pure Harlem Rap but I'm still ballin' I'm givin' niggas the buckets, I'm bangin' bitches, I been the best but I ain't chartin' They say a nigga got Kardashian flow Bars thick, make these niggas throw they cash at the rope Smack, it's ten K and a laxative bro 'Cause I been shittin' on you niggas since I passed in the door It's crazy, the flow addictive like the crack in the eighties They bitin' styles, rap infective like it's written in rabies I'm searchin' files, niggas fake and they was never the baby 'Cause I'm the realest rapper poppin' out vaginas from shady Cole, yeah you have to hear me The way I'm rappin' got these niggas scared So they call me God 'cause they have to fear me Fuck it, just ask Siri She'll tell you I already make double than what signed niggas make yearly Ayy Siri, how much I make a year? Dax makes more than 90% of signed rappers yearly Bitch so clearly, I'ma have these niggas shook I went to college and I finished, man I could've wrote the book That you was tellin' niggas pick up, but where we from, we can't bend our head We might get shot when a nigga come for the stick up, so the Vocabulary could probably be enhanced But I ain't riskin' havin' niggas come watchin' out, understand 'Cause what I'm rappin' so much deeper than provin' another man The education I received was just first nad not second hand, so me Grab my gang, learn the ropes, feel like Pac and Biggie Yeah I fuck with mumble rap 'cause mumble rap ain't fuckin' with me Call up 50, he'll say it ain't a lie He'll call me pussy 'cause he know I got nine lives Times five, eyes wide, yeah my shit cross eyes So when I rap I can see both sides, they lie, they try Tellin' me I couldn't be a maverick Was a janitor before I got established Wanna know what happened, I got sick of the chains that they had me latched in So I broke 'em, got myself in rappin' They ain't with the action, applause if they clappin' Only time they fire shots is if they throw 'em in the caption If we really talkin' fabrics, I'm silk, they cotton Niggas always pickin' niggas at the bottom Why? so when they blow they can remind 'em how they got 'em And that anything they started could be finished if they stop 'em So Cole, I don't know if this'll reach you But if it do, and you hungry, boy my bars finna feed you So before your bars send 'em to hell Let my bars take these trash niggas, throw 'em in jail Let my bars cop a deal, let me sign to the 'Ville Man it used to be a dream but it's startin' to feel real Hah, it's Dax