I don’t play the part, this shit ain’t some casting. I say it from the heart, this shit is everlasting. Never blasting cause y’all want me wildin’ out. I’d rather gather freestylin’ clout, than a cannon spout. The man in this is bout, his friends and family. But don’t cross me, see amends a calamity. If they ain’t mutual, they try to taint, that usual. Jealous fellas paint the portrait, like I’m corporate. Nah, I just moved on, not putting up wit’ your shit. Plus I proved long ago, I know my own floor get. Higher and higher, I’m ascending like Messiah. I’m ending the pending prior, cause ya cross me, ya loss G. A boss be strong, not just in song, ya can trust the don, I’ll thrust my prong. At any challenger, dudes claim they so sick. That’s why they malinger, they lame and ain’t shit. Go pick on someone else, getting past me is false. As they asked me questions in sessions as to how I waltz. Through the slew of bullshit, I say they ain’t gon’ pull it. Go slay me wit’ a bullet, ‘fore that they’ll full quit. You’re at the point where ya story tell in ya joint. I blaze that craze when I amaze, glory I’ll anoint. To real shit, feel it? That’s Ghais. Album Of The Year, seldom a peer this nice. Don’t need the ice, to show the flow cold blooded. Can’t put a price, on when I go full studded. In know-the-ledge, yo they edgy on Twitter. But they ain’t a dope spitter, they cope by being bitter. Seeing litter more and more by the day. Facts are, you’re a whore, cry and pray. On my downfall, but the crown all sizes don’t fit. In it to win it for more than prizes, I won’t quit.
Yeah, shoutout Ghais Guevara. Shoutout minusign on the beat. Y’all can’t compete. We out.
