Quality Over Quantity

UUH these rappers hate it when my name is mentioned Promoters book me at they shows I'm makin' 'em listen Tried to leave me off the list like it's makin' a difference Ya biggest haters are your friends hope you payin' attention I don't get a lot of sleep I don't like to be bothered I don't like to conversate less we talk about dollars All gas no brakes a million is callin' And they hate to say my name they stutter and stall it To be clear I'm the guy that keep 'em inspired The guy that brought the OG's out of retirement I don't claim to be the best let the people decide it I just hustle for my kids and my deepest desires You can never take my crown I ain't bein' facetious You don't know the first thing about being a leader Hot headed wit' a temper you tryin to see it You don't want to be the one to give me a reason (trust me) I'll come down to your level if you wanna rumble We all have a past mine is full of struggle full of trouble Sit yo lil ass down before I make you humble This ain't a zoo playboy welcome to the jungle Couple stacks in my pocket wit a burner on me Double take over my shoulder if you movin' funny All these hoes that's for everybody say they want me But I don't ever chase a bitch I'm busy chasin' money UUH the Kobe Bryant of the industry When they talk about the goats they never mention me Feelin like 'Pac ridin' on my enemies It feels amazin' how they vibin' on my energy I see em tryna to live a life that they know is fake Your bars are cap ain't seen a portion of my accolades Yeah I really started out from baggin' weight Now you see me out here calculating all these master plays Pharaoh status, bet my ancestors had some slaves Cuz I'm savvy, but I'm stuck up in my savage ways Never tricking on a chicken... like Annie Mae Still stick the baddest babes who look like they in anime My tracks been all around the planet like when Santa sleighs Rap a .wav file then hit the beach, like a crashing wave I'm, too sexy for my shirt, like a fatter Drake Too pretty for that dirty work, still making a handsome wage Cuz I've always looked younger but acted past my age Inner child wild though, put that on my granny's grave Going loco, on these bars, like a padded cage And my flow, so hard, I might just catch a case Quality over quantity, how I gravitate Cuz I'm a top shelf dime, and they a schwagy eighth Why they can't even beat me, on my wackest day And they still haven't seen me, at my grandest stage Turn a hater into a follower and congratulate em Still praying for my downfall? I'm a have em waiting Like... What a waste of imagination When I put in work my competition fills out applications Like Dr. Strange I leveled up no longer have the (patience) patients For over saturated rappers lacking maturation They claim they wanna collab, been in the lab I'm waiting Ask any woman who's approached me though I'm bad at chasing My pen and pad amazing, blazing now for decades Did it for the love, before I figured out how to get paid When I first started used to use it as an escape 10,000 hours later, mastered like a Sensei Brave enough to battle me, that'll be a checkmate Cornered in the corner coroner sawing thru ya chest plate Thinking you're a problem, nah son, you just a headache Act a fool, but graduated school, trust me DEF ain't the one