Coming For You

[Produced by 9th Wonder]

[Hook]

I am one of the most consistent, respected in the business

My name make 'em shiver when you whisper it

I'm sleeped on

Times said it's my time and all the G's know

From the east to the west coast, Nas said I had a blessed flow

I'm sleeped on

Got it mixed like pico, barge in like Chico

Choke your chief now I'm the leader of all your people

I'm sleeped on

Give peace though, you think a piece of my teeth

As I tear through and feed your ego

Unhappy as CeeLo, for real

[Verse 1]

Cut the rules off

The new rules, ain't no rules, I'm the new law

These the keys to all the real bars

First you gotta learn control to play the game like P-4

This ain't Fifa, or Brazil real

Silly mind said beat it him or hers, no drill

But a tool I still use so often

It's like the hammer to put the nail in the coffin

No discrimination, even whites say awesome

With your Rick Ross need a doctor lookin' like Boston

No rules against flossin' I shine through the winters and monsoons

The fearful never know what I'm gon' do

Call it Luol Deng in here, that's a nine heat

A beast, a flower, bringin' slow singin' like 9 beats

That's a metaphor, I mean simile, but understand we ain't similar

I keep the letter for, it's never offensive

It's critical thinking why I feel so intensive

I could do it all night boy, never is endless

Keep my ear to the streets like rims is

Yea, uh, invincible like 4 arms

A slam dunk, it's a message to the forearms

You been forewarned, I'm a beast, uh

I keep J's like 41's on my feet son

You need 4 wands, magic in the forum

Or just pass it to and got him like oh I'm

So sick and this flow type ridiculous

I got 'em singin' like

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Ain't a choir but get acquired

Dress for success and defeat it in my attire

Stay lifted, I'm terrific kid like 4th graders

I want a love like Ruby and the mayor, yea

Every day out the bed rise, from Snow Hill to Bed-Stuy

L.A. and worldwide, I stay fly like bow-ties

What up Carlie, that's the hustle, hype don't mean a thing

You can ask Phillip and Russell

Third quarter I'm back

It's a fact, y'all in trouble, Seahawks cold comin' bruh

I'm a cold woman, bruh, I'm a cold woman

Yea, I been wiggin' and now it's Salt Lakes

You know a lotta sadness and a lotta hate

I got a better catalogue than the one with the H

Rapsody, easy exercise y'all bent outta shape

Lyrical flex on, welcome back the faculty

The ruler's back, ain't too many comin' after me

[Hook]