Sh!t (Remix)

[Intro]

Yo, yo, this the last motherfucking one take y'all get 'til the album come out, in March or April or May or somewhere down the road, nigga, I'm sorry for the wait two

[Verse]

The game getting crowded, you should help out

If you know you trash, you should take yourself out

I got these rappers all scared of Futuristic

Like a kid who got in trouble and mama just took the belt out

I'm getting better, it's apparent, now they know me

They be staring, my style, they all inherit

They see me doing my thing on the stage and they get embaresed

Like a kid who's on a field trip with both his weird parents

Haters better duck and cover

I'm Mortal Kombat with the verses, every cut is upper

I'm your favorite rapper that you have yet to discover

And all I do is make hits, I'm a fucking slugger

Saucy give me credit, I write it, but never edit

I spit it, never forget it

My money is in a wad, it look like a head of lettuce

If you nice and wanna battle, I murder him, he's in heaven

Get it? Nice guys go to heaven

I'm gassing every track, I'm mixing vodka with unleaded

On a scale from one to ten, okay, my girl is like a seven

But I love her and all my side hoes is eleven (sheesh)

That's my only pair of retro's, wearing when I wreck hoes

You still rocking Ecko

Please, tell me that's not where your whole check go

I been making money, rocking shows like Tiësto

Pesto and grilled chicken

Quinoa and veggies will make you feel different

I found out that good looks could be my meal ticket

Now they face green with envy like the dude who stole Christmas

Still gifted, can't nobody take it from me

And all I do is rap, I could make a mummy

And these niggas is bitches, they could make a puppy

I'm getting brain from a college bitch that hate to study

I came in the game, didn't know what I wanted

Just know that i hated these rappers that fronted

But they always saying, they keep it a hundred

Promise that shit made me sick to my stomach

I rise to the top and I'm not gonna plummet

Spit fire like dragon, welcome to the dungeon

Shitting on niggas I might need a plunger

I just can't deal with they need disrespect

I'm usually nice, but if you wanna fight

Then I'm stabbing you twice and then breaking your neck

When they play my song, you should all sing along

And start banging your head or I'm banging your head on the wall

'Til you fall, if you wanna survive, then just do what I say

[Outro]

I'm sorry for the wait two, I'm sorry for the wait two (hehe, yeah)

I'm sorry for the wait two, I'm sorry for the wait two

(I'm 'bout to go on tour, bitch)

I'm sorry for the wait two, I'm sorry for the wait two

(My album dropping and it's called The Rise, motherfucker)

I'm sorry for the wait two, I'm sorry for the wait two, sheesh