He Fell Off
[Intro]
[Chorus]
He ain't even making music, he fell off
Twitter followers he's losing, he fell off
Yo, wasn't he on some TV show, he fell off
I ain't heard of him since bro, he fell off
[Bridge]
C'mon man his music suck
He look like Ne-Yo with hair
He ain't even puttin' out nothing
He's losing followers
I got more swag than him
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, yo
I done heard enough 'bout your swagger
It's time to make moves like Mick Jagger
I rather top it than be the topic
That lyrical prophet making profits
And won't stop it till this workout plan
Make me a skinny dude with big pockets
Versatile and always keep a extra flow
Game tired so the kid-napping like Mexico
You can't beat it? Urologist is where you best to go
(Why?) 'Cause they cure rappers
Pause, I'm dropping jaws hold a candle to yours, your burning
I see you trying to duplicate my style, you're learning
It serves no purpose, unless I'm earning
Kermit, Green, Guap, bread and never the in between
Combined all my influences and came out sick
That influenza, as I enter the center
My next word is highly anticipated
Clear the real MCs, Nas gave me the stamp, I'm initiated
[Chorus]
He ain't even making music, he fell off
Twitter followers he's losing, he fell off
Yo, wasn't he on some TV show, he fell off
I ain't heard of him since bro, he fell off
[Bridge]
He's ugly, he ain't got no girls, he ain't got no nose bridge
Girls don't be replying to him
Nobody even mess with him no more
He ain't getting no tweets from celebrities
I mean his life really is just boring
[Verse 2]
Ain't the life I chose, but the one I was given
Along with lyricism and perfection of rhythm
So I took the microphone and spoke
Cause I was tired of being a contradiction, living dead broke
I'm less friendly at the venues
Cause if it ain't the dollar sign
In your user name, then they unfriend you
Around the cool kids, I used to lurk
But then I threw that L up
Cause being cool was too much work
Now rap is how I get paid
Yard snakes intersecting, every second trying to make me switch lanes
Switch blade sharp with the street smarts
Got Keith for the stencil, put it in the booth
Now check the street art
That individual collecting residuals imminent and innovative
Flow creative like a a chocolate M&M
End of them
Speculations! Cause my style is fat, so quit the chit chat
Cause Brooklyn's back
[Verse 3: Astro]
Yo, I'm so New York that nobody don't like me
Shout-outs to Fab
I'm wrecking the records without a pad
Think I pretend to be nice, but really I'm wack
But never catch me in the act
Facts is macs don't fall of, we fall back
So fall back with that instigating, instagraming
Tryna see where my plans is
Yo homie, where your manners? Uh
I keep that finesse every second fly
Homie never lie, kick lines 'cause they demand it
I will not lose