Lyrics
And the things in the past you brought to it writers commited felonies sayin my name in vein, hype five-eight frame The, who the fluck
gotta look elsewhere
Even on an off day, look in my eyes, you need not test
gotta look elsewhere
Find it irrelevant, pleasure s all o s
no chi-chi mon apply when it come to this shit
some try hard
Let s see if hitters swing with it beat awkward, good riddance, fairwell to these other rap lames
reachin heights unreal
your style all wet
Like the same bomb dropped every night by flex, exit cartel used in excess od, cocksucker givin credit to lames
hype five-eight frame
Ain t nann muh fucker out here got nuttin for me set pace flows on mark, some might not, once i sprint off the block
I m so driven, gotta look elsewhere, regroup my thoughts with a gift and a prayer
just about played out muh fucker now what s next
find it irrelevant
nothin changed but the game
And so is my clique, find it irrelevant
still a mad freak
Give it a rest killer, your style all wet
truth to be said
you need not test
believe me when i say it
Find it irrelevant, still a mad freak
My gangsters insured like good health care, nuttin but excess, it s a wrap now
Nothin changed but the game, it s a wrap now
Let s see how many people cling to it different design, bigger baguettes