[Intro]
This ain't even take me a long time (It’s Mickey)
This like
I think like three days of work or somethin' like that
I was doin' taxes in the middle of that shit
You know, sendin’ out 1099s and everything
Not payin' taxes, but for my employees, nigga
(We got a plague to start, nigga)
You dead, bruh (Oh)
[Verse]
You sent True Foe five hundred to do a dummy mission? (What?)
You should've treated him to brunch 'cause his stomach twisted
We waited day and night, he had Kid Cudi with him
[?] should've never trusted your buddy system
You losin' weight, nigga? You got a drug addiction?
I see some subtle symptoms, it's fuckin' up your rhythm
Somethin’ vicious, I’m Bud Spencer mixed with Sonny Liston
Every punch is vivid, uppercut this wisdom [?]
Become a brain surgeon or a fuckin' dentist
You tellin’ the truth is like pullin' teeth with some cuttin' scissors
And your dumb decisions, stretch 'em and blast ’em
Conversate with Captain, he told me to text him and ask him
I don't care about Jazz Ties, he's gettin' chastisted
Give him black eyes like the last guy
Then get him baptized by a rabbi
I tore his soul 'cause of that cash prize
That ship of lies you got gettin' capsized
I'm that violent (Yeah)
Franchise player who can't die
Stand tall, this nigga stand by like he can't fly
When you batteld SB in the streets for your damn pride
I was out in Asia tryna read a Japan sign
Passport stamp dry, twenty-two-hour flight
Can't compare our life, mine is Twin Tower height
I get my flowers from my peers, you just get your flour wiped
The powder might get him empowered, that's the coward type
Here's a power strike, reroute your sight
Have you blind, now you can't see what your web browser like
I was like sixteen when I first found a mic
Now I got a school, I'm livin' that Doogie Howser life
You lookin' sick around your face, you okay? How's your life?
That's why you start a space every time you down to fight
Nobody can crowd the space when you start shoutin', right?
Your numbers ain't outer space, you barely goet a thousand likes
Well, [?] did, but the comments off, that sounded right
The people had you mad as hell, called 'em bots, you not as bright
Engagment through the arguing with half th eviews, outta sight
But your ego driven in [?], well, here's some sound advice
Last year I told you hype videos was 'bout to spike
You said I'm lyin' and Millz buyin' a lot of likes
Then you dropped Now It All Matters because you charted, right?
We not alike, this nigga happy about a drop of hype
Millz was on Billboard, my name is on artist hit records like real songs
Your name is on battle-rap matches where you still lost
You never had a deal, dog
Your career is stillborn, I feel for 'em, I'm 'bout to make a film on 'em
I'ma beat Verb
This is just a proverb, nobody wanna be Verb
Nobody wanna add Verb, nobody wanna see Verb
Spaces is his echo chamber, we callin' it reverb
You sold fake chains in the mall, this was pre-Verb
Along with belts and cheap cologne, he 'bout to be curb [?]
This is what you deserve, nigga, I was disturbed
You mixin' coke with ecstasy? That's why you think you emerged?
I pull up to the spot in a clean fur, the freaks purr
Warrior who was an elite spur, I'm Steve Kerr
Use an accent from my [?] you think you weaker?
Went from a noun to a pronoun 'cause he's her (Factz)