[Verse]
I'm the rapper that appears in these other rappers' nightmares
Fastening the seatbelt, buckling the high chair, I'm a dad
Nuff man turned bad since Breaking Bad
I've been bad since Michael Jackson said he was bad
Two bricks with me in a minicab
Five days maximum I can spin it back into cash
Done the first pack in two halves like a footy match
Done the next pack without samples, picture that
Picture this, people telling me I've got a gift
I ain't got a limit, someone tell 'em that I'm limitless
Never gonna stop, it's like I don't know what a finish is
I think this is the definition of a lyricist
Furthermore I'm the definition of the wickedest
Certain man are lost, they need to know what their position is
Buss guns when I get into predicaments
That's why I keep on talking all this wickedness
Rolling with a full clip like I don't know what a prison is
Fuck the 5-0 though, they're prejudiced
This is called The End of the Beginning
The beginning is the genesis
Now I'm about to get into my element
Failure's not an option where I come from
Slanging O's, taking bookings for my shows, all on the same Samsung
Promoters asking if I'm cool with these next dons
Then I'm like "nah, put me on the next platform"
Certain man are just born
They ain't fucking up no tracks when they rap, nah man they sound withdrawn
Me and Nina's on a next ting
Just imagine if we did this tag-team ting like wrestling
That's something that these other rappers don't want
Man could drop a one tune and shut down the whole month
The difference about us is if a n***a talk tough
Man will drop a one yute, shut down and go cunch
Fuck a one yute, man will dun a whole bunch
Slap bullets into everybody's belly like lunch
I'm the type of man that goes where my vibes are
So I'll a man's head if I get a slight hunch
My n***a Y Craig would've said the raw comes
Pour some boiling hot water in their face, they're all mugs
I do my homework any time I do dirt
Those man are actors, they don't do their own stunts
You ever touched roads and you've had to load gun?
Might make it home tonight, might not, it's not fun
Little freaks, they should have a leather jacket
And some Dr Martens cause them man is all punks
All my n***as all thugs
It's hard to come across certain n***as like us
I don't wanna catch case, go and have to see judge
I'd rather get them birds in, make them fly like doves
Coolest flow, now you see it, now you don't
Rappers want my old flows, you can have 'em if you want
I'm done with the old flows
Tie 'em up in black bags, pass it down to another rapper like it's old clothes
Done with them, tell a man that they can run with them
Put 'em all together, you can try and bill a song with them
Promise I can send a man's career into the promise land
I ain't even gassing, I'm just being honest fam