Life Alert

[Intro]

*coughing* Go

[Verse 1]

I tend to mind my business, when I'm minding my business

Oh the faggots they senseless, leave them on they benches

Niggas talk in Benzes, killer talk in ends, it's

Foreign names on my frame, casting shade through my lenses

This nigga on some other shit, fronting like he son the bitch

Took him to the back for a snack and got him stuttering

Ain't no need for wondering, bitch, while you were slumbering

Cakes was in the kitchin just cheffin up some more better shit

Save them weak subliminals for when you get your menustral

Bitch like me, I'm fin' to shoe and shit all on your lyrical, ahh...

(Hol' up hol' up hol' up) But these niggas don't hear me though

The shit I spit is like a motherfucking miracle

I'm fucking laughing at these lil' niggas

Sitting pretty straight, relaxing on these lil' niggas

Designer wear just for maxing on these lil' niggas

Who really hate I put the clap into these lil' niggas

[Interlude]

"I'm one of the top upcoming children (legendary). You have legendary children and upcoming legendary children (aight)."

[Verse 2]

This shit I do in the booth is unbelievable

Tryna do it like me - unachievable

On my grind and these fags try to do it to

That's why the spot where I perch is unreachable