Barbershop Talk (feat. Bishop Nehru)

Dyme-A

Ugh

Imaginary kingpins living through mob flicks

Pretending finna turn you to a visual target

I never pitched raw but kick raw shit

Fell off but God restarted my genesis like blowing in a cartridge, I-

Dreamt of Lamborghinis and Porsches

Toured Munich and seen Mercedes ain’t as important

I rapped about a Benz because I seen it as swag

Landed in Frans Josif and I saw them as cabs

That’s why I hear you brag about your foreign and laugh

I’m where everybody in it like the whore in your class

Like a hoarder’s pad

The game crowded, oversaturated

I need my fans to be Durant in them barbershop conversations

No cut just here to make a statement

And if your favorite want a fade we’ll line it up and tape it

Been in shape, no preparation

They perpetrating

My competition off crushed mollies and perkies faded

Wire for the verse, I thought he sent that shit (sent that shit)

Heard him rhymin’ in the verse like “Why he send that shit?” (Man)

I see you polyin, abiding by the book

And being buddy-buddy with an actor that you bodied for a look

Look

I see it, I want it

I cop it, it’s nothin’ at all

A dozen dimes but I never could fuck with the law

And they be shopping ‘til it’s nothin’ to fuck in the mall

Cass should know that I’m a problem

I’m cut from that cloth

Baby

My 3-80 (yeah)

Hold one in the dome

And some of it chrome

It’s the Kobe or Jordan of recordings

Better be cautious, I’m (ugh)

Stuck grieving my losses

My thoughts are making me nauseous (what the fuck?)

Me and Dymes been givin’ dimes but diamonds and we flawless, I'm

Tryna built a fortress with fortune in my resources

I restarted but I make it happen

Put my purpose over passion

On the surface, it was perfect

But inside, I felt it crashin’

Analyzed my actions ‘til, within, became what I imagine

I am who they were trashin’

Now there’s grouches like the new attraction

Through Baghdad, I lifted sights

Like a sniper

In other words, through pain, I was elevating my cypher

I’m up and losing patience

ADHD got me hyper

Took my time and set my aim

And now the enemy’s deciphered

I’ll give ‘em somethin’ that’ll hit their heart

Like it’s Pfizer, ugh

Set myself apart and through the harsh I got wiser, ugh

Now I’m thinking stack and flip this paper like a binder, ugh

After every miss, is simply lit a bigger fire, it’s the-

Empire, ****, ugh

It’s in the wind, shit

**** know that I been sick

Learned to win it with interest

They tried to block the entrance

They ain’t wanna give me inches

Pause, that’s for your misses

It’s hits and it never misses, ****

Bishy