Protocol

I got one more in me

Sike nah I got like a million of these motherfuckas

Smert

They only know me for talking my shit

My only goal is it make deposits

My only goal is to fly private Touring on the way to vacation into the tropics

Red carpeted entrance to places I'm just stopping in

Motorcade it out the hood but do it for the block and em

Imagine praying to the lord and then sitting up top with him

The man inside the mirror is the only person that's stopping him

They on the internet, they saying"damn, you dropped again"

I might as well cause hell if not, who else dropping then

They got release dates that no one is anticipating

All of these wannabe emcees and song makers

I just popped in your EP and it sound basic

You copy pasted your flow off the radio station

My most simplest flows be the cause for ovation

The way I know who I am be the cause for some hating

My lady made me some pancakes with a side of bacon

I like my eggs scrambled hard, same with the competition

But fuck the opposition, I'm focused on my position

Fuck what they talking about, I complete the damn mission

So I'm just focused on the protocol, til floor seats at the garden with Mrs. Know-It-All

We walking hand in hand, look at us so involved

She couldn't stand that man, she never wrote him off