AFTERMATH (Alright Remix)

[Produced by Pharrell Williams & Sounwave]

[Intro: James The Monarch]

Yeah

Oh it ain't over motherfuckers

We bouta make the next fucking hit

Shit

[Verse 1: James The Monarch]

When am I gonna gonna make it to the floor seats

Poor me

Gotta shoot and steal to score and make more heat

So high  I can't see the street no more

So high my hands touching gods feet so more

Niggas put to the side like a deep cold sore

Oh sure

Switch ya flow more

So more

And slow more

Go forth

Go shore

Oh yours

And show more

Show the world

Your behind James like a closed door

(Fuck, Yo can we start it from the top real quick)

Said your behind James like a closed door

Sorry to say that this young snot nose more

Sorry to say

That your starting to play

So I'm sorry the spray

Is quickly heading your way

So I don't really care if your heads in the way

Cuz your paper kinda dry like you drawn a blank

And I'm starting the think

That it might be the ink

You passed my way cuz I'm starting to sync in

And link in into my thoughts

My minds not  together but connecting the dots

Really gathers thoughts

And I think of the yachts

And I think of who stopped me

Not me

I got me

Burning paper when I spark trees

Pans and pot steam is the only way they got me

Sheesh shit

Man can he spit

Coughing out lines it demand that he sick

Flow hurts the beat like van dam when it kicks

I ran the track hard and got banned from the shit

No forks I gotta use my hands for this shit

Canibal shit

I'm an animal bitch

And I'm handling shit

You couldn't handle this shit

If you and Kyrie Irving  were to swap handles and shit

I'm still a cavalier

I kill every single track ask my engineer

If you don't believe me call me like an auctioneer

I'm never selling out ain't no auction here

Watch his bars tho

They exceed caution here

Here's his tape

Nah I'm just joshin' queer

Get it hopping dear

Ain't no dropping here

So I'm stopping here

They too corny for the shit thats really poppin' here

Uh

[Verse 2: Nate The Product]

Auntie always saying I'm the leader of the pack

So don't in my face you better take a step back

Cuz its facts that I always wanna make dope tracks

Two singles wishing they could reach the top of the map

Killing shit tell me where the fucking 5-0 at

I don't get bad luck like a black cat passed

Sip soda just making it harder to fall flat

Can't fuck wit a girl unless that ass is fat

Hot damn I feel like J Cole in this bitch

Wet dreams only makes it harder and shit

Now lets make a switch

We rap to enrich

Fame ain't easy can't pull it out the fridge

Having fun on the track nigga thats how it is

Surprising all the people like a fucking pop quiz

I need one shot don't empty the clip

Going berserk when they flip the sitch

Feeling like a hero but I'm chilling like villain

6'3 big guy looking like godzillan

Godzillan ain't a word but I used it as a fill in

Been having good vibes why these haters tryna kill it

Day dream about the days I'm gonna be winning

But I been feeling like its hard to get the top of the inning

Ha thats a baseball reference

Thats best damn sport that I flex with

The endurance makes me feel so adventurous

I'm influenced by my mama she so generous

Like the rest of us

We finding trust without no fuss with my team you too dumb if you fuck wit us

Making moves about to dominate the stage

Change my ways but keep the differences the same

It's Nate The Product from the fucking 508

It's the fucking 508

Nigga