Rare Breed lyrics

[Intro/Sample]
Heh heh, y'know, it's funny, you're a funny guy (heh heh)
Maybe it's the way I talk? (heh heh)
It's just, y'know, you're funny, it's, y'know, the way you tell the story and everything
Funny how
You got it all wrong
Whoa whoa whoa wait
He's a big boy, he knows what he said
What'd ya say?
Funny how
What?
Just, you're funny
Lemme understand this

[Verse 1]
Stating facts
Yes I'm stating facts
I'm the best out
I never tend to dress down
Mad gold, that's a flex now
I'm really 'bout to be a trend now
Visors, polo and some shine
That's the realest sh*t I wrote since I started with these rhymes
Oh no
Lord help me
Oh no
Lord help me
Oh no
Lord help me
Oh no
Lord help me
Fourth quarter with the ball
Know I got up all crazy
All up in yo' lane
I'm John Wall here lately
Y'all don't want no fame
Y'all just wanna act crazy
Seeing all these people in my town now they play me
I got numbers, I got b*tches, I got money too
Kill it every summer, what's the boy really 'bout to do
Shake it up, mix it up, hit 'em with the faith
Plus it be the swag when I'm coming through the play
When I'm coming through the play
I ain't playing dawg
Ain't playing dawg
Like I said befo'
Rip it up with them metal forks
Really just gotta let it go
Bars over they head
Like Aaron Judge at the derby
New face in this league
You really can, it won't hurt me