EDISON lyrics

[Verse 1: Yesify]
Best know that
Talk my sh*t just like I’m Kodak
Oh wait, he can’t talk, he got jaw-lock
Connect on my sh*t like a hotspot
'Cause I got a b*tch and she givin' me top
I got a whip that I cannot cop
Yo girl playin' my tracks
And she cannot stop, she cannot stop, aye
Only make hits and never again I will flop
Talk some sh*t and you will get cropped, aye
You will get cropped, aye
I’m makin' my tracks on the table
I don’t need no damn label
Pullin' the plug, can’t see me on the news
If you ain’t got, no cable
I got b*tches, I got triple
I walk funny, but I’m not crippled
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and they livin' a fable
I beat they ass once and I leave 'em disabled
Thinkin' in my head like I’m Thomas Edison
Yeah, I go crazy, but I don’t need no medicine
Raps were so dead I thought you were a skeleton
I have three albums, but I’m about to be four like four in the mornin'
Play my music, that sh*t is borin'
I’ll ignore your calls, like I’m on a porn binge
You promote your songs in my comments
And that sh*t really makes me cringe
Call me Thomas-f*ckin'-Edison
[Verse 2: Yung Kaze]
Everyday, I be wakin' up
Wonderin' why I cannot find a reason to go live
But it’s okay, 'cause I’m just gonna go up
And forget everything that I just did
When I pop off like the peanut butter lid
I’ma drop this sh*t and say, “f*ck you, b*tch”
Because you know every time
That Yesify and me be on a beat, we kill this sh*t
I cannot feel anything 'cause I’m faded
They cut that sh*t until they go get bladed
It’s been a while? Nah, it’s been ages
Since Fenix went on the beat and started ragin'
Hold up, wait, finish you, you out of sight
You only mad 'cause you know that I’m right
Put on some gloves and we maybe might fight
Like nail in the coffin, is Cohn still alive?
I’m only on beats if they’re harder than me
I won’t buy from you 'cause I grow 'em on a tree
f*ck the dispensaries
f*ck all the streets
I’m gonna die from all the weed that I breathe
I pull the trigger, got a big goal
No, I finna kill Josh the troll
Why you actin' bitter, but you ate it whole?
Like, play me, n*gga, but I’m on a role
Spittin' facts without bein' lit
f*ck knick knacks 'cause I’m the sh*t
Poppin' n*ggas like I’m poppin' zits
I’m droppin' tracks like I’m droppin' sh*ts
Showin' up at the shows
While jugglin' all the dough
Drop a man-to-man
'Cause you is a simple sl*tty lil' f*ckin' ho
Zero amounts of the f*cks that I give
Givin' the label just to go to sh*t
But I go solo, I fired my team
'Cause they all fake and they ain’t got the cheese
Shortly found out I could kill this myself
Knockin' the sh*t like the raps on my shelf
You don’t know me, I got great mental health
I ain’t got the money, but I got good wealth
[Outro: Yesify]
Y’all say I’m uptight
If my bars are so cold, I guess you got frostbite (Yuh)
Tryna find me like a lost kite (Lost kite)
I don’t need a ghostwriter
I mean, I am a ghost, but I still write