Yeah
This a new generation
Switch up the style, I'm regeneratin'
I be talkin' to God when I'm hearin' Satan
I'm black mamba, pass like I'm Michael Payton
Why you think I made Everybody?
It's a statement, a way of life
Black is beautiful but today, in this day and age
A crooked cop will take away your life
Come now, that shit ain't no way of life
Know some people make music but I make a statement and use it when people feel like they gon' lose it, yeah
Why the fuck do you think when it comes to an album, I'm dropping like two a year?
Hold up, let me break down what I'm doing here
I get introspective on a record with a message deep in the lyrics
But after a while, that shit get depressing, they don't wanna hear it
They just wanna turn up so that's when I come back
On that Bobby Tarantino, counting money, sipping vino shit
It's how we stay relevant to the young
I mean, I'd rather be rapping on bricks, but whatever it takes to get to the young
I ain't mad at the fact when I rap over 808's with the hat it make me millions
Peep the brilliance like uh
I grew up on Biggie and GZA but Roddy was bumping that Future and Thug
Give a fuck how you came up, I run up like ten out of ten just to show you some love
Man, as long as you rapping and killing shit
Fuck a car, black man own the dealership
Fuck a record label, fuck a dealer shit
Keep killing shit, keep
At the crib watching Bebop
Writing rhymes in my book and I'm bumping that heat rock, shit smoother than Pete Rock
I can't fuck with my phone, need to detox
So I pick up the Glock like I'm John Wick
Yes, I'm in it for life like a convict
When I switch up the style, wonder who this
No ceilings like Wayne in '09, bitch, I'm roofless
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