Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah we in the nighttime living
Vince a staple legend
Yo Vib flip the recipe
Shit I'm so competitive
Better than being repetitive
Hearing the same shit got me number than all your sedatives
Yeah he wanna talk shit, act toxic
So I let him
No response I move it on
Now where's your weapon
None of us feeling threatened
But look who's starting to sweat, uh
My pen on the paper automatic, no Tesla
Find the name whack till you play a track
Now the song in your head wanna play it back
When I show up on deadlines I'm dead fine
They don't know what to expect except fresh lines
Cuz I change it up man you know I change it up
Bordain cooking in the booth
Way I plate it up
You could smell this fresh off the disc
So which dumb twit ain't bet on this shit, uh
I ain't the devil
I'm as real as ever
Twice the pest he was and yes I'm more clever
No metric for my level
Symmetric with my medals
Can't slow down foot glued to the pedal like uh
You been hating for a while baby give it up
Drop a beat down watch a homie pick it up
You ain't seen a guy like me all year
When I drop a verse your wifey all ears
If she got good taste but then again she with you
I talk a lot of shit I follow through with it too
You act like we the same I'd laugh if it was true
But you know it isn't, opposite sides of a prism
No brown boy ever spit this hot boy
The Bops and beats in my laptop with the lock on
Crazy in lockdown, so crazy I'm locked on
Murder the beats so I gotta type with my gloves on
I can't leave no prints
Until I feel it's the shit
The throwaways in my catalogue probably worth a brick
I ain't woke for shit
I just know what's sick
So when I get you mad you still know it's a hit
[Verse 2]
Kisiko gyaan chahiye
Kuchh ko samman chahiye
Zameen pe gaand lekin
Sabko aasmaan chahiye
Sattar ke dashak mai hua hota paida toh behtar hota sab
Sabke hai itne chehre, sheeshe me dekh ke mujhe hota shaq
Bach gaya bachapana guzra sahi
Sach kaha kisine kuchh milta nahi
Isiliye khata ab cheen ke
Doob jaun na loon sahara ese tinke
Mai baitha bheed mai chalu seedh me
Dard peeth pe, khaye dhoke bahut piche
Par na dekha mudke
Jungle ye raat me nazre
Kaale asmaan pe sitaare
Batate raaste
Par wo the naraz
Phooka ghaans, na khansta, mila rab, na raabta
Dekha shabd hi paas tha
Aur sapna bhaagta bhaaga
Main bhi bhaibheet na kabhi
Vairi dehshi hai sabhi baithe sabha mai ghoore
Fir bhi aankhe neechi na kari
Saanse dheemi na kari
Bas ki awaaz unchi
Na meri ginti kisi bhi soochi mai
Kyunki rakhi kaafi se doori
Manzoor na mujhe aajkal ki mashoori
Kabhi bhagwan ke paas aur fir pataal se ek kos doori
Kari khoj puri
Aur fir koi aake bole copy muh pe kolhapuri
Baithe batees bhai saath jese sola dooni
Maara ek fir bhi bache saare khooni
Umar satra khaayi pehli muh ki
Ab chaar saal baad rappers sare lagte looney
Saare clone unhe clue ni
Unke peechhe pada Rooney
Muh me doobie, shirt pe Scooby
Sar pe bojh bole coolie
Jaanu sab bakhoobi
Kyunki mujhko gyaan chahiye
Mujhko samman chahiye
Zameen se uthun upar
Apna vimaan chahiye
Written by: Anuj Singh Kaintura, Rohan Singh
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