[Verse]
This the revolution, I'm deuces
With some Grey Goose, I go ruthless
In the booth, and you clueless
f*ck about sauce, and f*ck about juices
I'm just never losing, 2 white b*tches, Molly and Susan
With loose choosing, I'm coming back, and you knew it
This is real rap, you should know, rap in my bones
Got skill a ton in this b*tch, corny
But I'm a awaiting for old heads to pray on me
Like it's the lord in this b*tch, ya'll n*ggas
Slaving for ya chains that some field sh*t
I come back and n*ggas act like
They don't want me back, like a field trip
I'm basically ambidextrous, I'm writing with no patience
Find ways to be bilingual, so you can speak my same language
I'm making minds take a spin, like a pinwheel I don't conceal it, Harder than steel, I feeding a starving village with my last meal, And reveal, an electric eel, cause I'm shocking the mass appeal
Of the realist, but I think I'm the realist the ordeal of a killer
A surreal feeling of ideal spitting, that'll knock Lil Boat
Off the deck of his sh*t, till the mainsail slaps him so fast
That he spins in a frenzy and crashes into windshield
Of an expensive Benz, while the car light was dented
You know that I'm in it, you can't repent it
I was born to make a bang not to get in danger gang
Cause I'm tearing n*ggas in pieces
My soul in me is deceitful, got no bonds with ya
No strong cancer, that I know sometimes risk full
This my whole system, my zodiac is my pistol
Profits from false prophets, can take ya cord out ya socket
Think about ya f*cking bullsh*t, and put a sock in, or on it
I'm smoking up on the chronic, I'm going supersonic
Something's wrong with my noggin, think my brain is a goner
I never respect, I'll have MF for a starter tat
Smoking on the artifact, whip and chain on neck
Am I slave yet, I don't think I am, let this be a lesson
To ya crackerjack ass faggots, hoe you in Neverland
Sentimental, riddle and diddle, little niglet
Yeah, I did it, all you n*ggas still want to get it
And I'm making in minutes, the minute it made
Running up in it, I'm feeling delay
Like why the f*ck n*ggas are looking to trade
The minute it's laid, I wanna get paid
[Bridge]
Revolutionary, this is scary
Bad b*tch, like Halle Barry, I'm feeling buried [x2]