Back N Forth
A-Cal church
I'm reactivated, epidermis steel plated
I'm so fuckin' bulletproof the
308 just 808 me
Last hater like "Damn he ate me"
Well you sit right on my plate B
And lately my appetite been bottomless
Just like a skank, see?
No ass at all, lyrically fill a beat
Fuck it up, nut skeet
Live it up for the night, wake up, repeat
Three times in a row upload iTunes
Brand new EP
Yeah, I'm a prototype but don't
Accept the left swipes
So don't be Tinder if you get
Sniped at the stroke of midnight
I'm weird a little bit still
Infamous, still killin' it, no Ritalin
Addicted to pickin' apart rap parts
Thick bars and difficult synonyms
I paid $1599 with two quarters that's
How I found "Many Men", no homo
Relax I'm talkin' 'bout Curtis
Jackson you little shit
Many men, shit, there ain't many left
You see how these men dress?
They wearin' women's dresses
What's next? I'm over here stressin'
It's fucked up, what's the message?
Runnin' laps around these motherfuckers and
I ain't even sweatin'
I ain't talkin' shit I'm flexin
' don't be talkin' shit all reckless
I take these rappers souls and I
Wear it like a necklace how we get the gold
It ain't ever come from luck
I ain't never give a shit
You think I'll ever give a fuck?
If I ever gave a fuck give
It back you shouldn't have it, yeah
I'm an Indian giver
Don't make me come and scalp your head
I got war paint on my ding-ding
I rip rap and I sing-sing
Just send me to the CMA's I'll
Piss off who is winnin'
We ain't winnin' shit, we takin' it
Like Kanye West did Taylor Swift
I pray that this whole industry goes
Belly up and takes a shit
We makin' it regardless, honest
All I hear is garbage
I'm just over here throwin' gas
Tryna get shit started
Flame retardant, we stay marchin' with them
Lethal pencils on us
Throwin' hyphens and commas puncturin'
Hip-hop art arteries
Murderous words apart of me
But my heart still won't change a beat
Born with a murmur, preacher man and A-Cal
Holy shit
Yeah, we load the clip, yeah, we don't miss
I ain't tryna hear you bitch
You can't eat where we sit
Made our way through the rain and the sleet
Get in our way you can lay in the street
What you hear right now is greatness
Take this, turn the volume up on the beat
Crank up the heat until the flames all cease
Sippin' supernovas out of my canteen
I'm liberatin' my paved place but I'm
Not a star on Hollywood streets
Not at all fair, y'all get beat
Talk that shit but never gonna speed
If you see me in person
The whole family go to church man
That's you fam' I ain't a GOAT
Nope, more of a Taurus
I don't take breaks I paddle through it
What I mean by that is I floor it
I roll more stoned than a hater does
So technically I'm a florist
Dug two graves once upon a time
Still ain't dead so fuck 'em
And I might die tonight
But if I do I'ma be okay
And if I die tonight at least I
Stood by the stuff I said
And I might die tonight
But if I do I'ma be okay
And if I die tonight at least I
Stood by the stuff I said