Don Season Pt. 2

(album: Don Season 2 - 2018)

Yeah
Yeah, I'm ready
Who you niggas trying to impress? (what?)
Oh, it ain't drop yet?
A'ight
Let's get it

Who you niggas trying to impress? (what?)
Fuck who next (fuck who next)
Cut the check (cut the check)
Nothing less (yeah, yeah, uh)
This the final four, we 'bout to cut the neck (cut the neck, nigga)
I get much respect, just another hustle blessed (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know where we came from, now just look we accomplished (yeah)
Looking at my lake, my nigga, you should be astonished (you should be astonished, yeah)
Seeing murders while you young'll have your vision tarnished (yeah)
Some of them was innocent, murderers had missing targets (uh)
Hating's a contagious disease and it's never treatable (it's never treatable)
Riding 'round with like 20 years in my vehicle (in my what!?)
Top down while I'm switching gears, new Beemer coupe
Even if it ain't on me, you know it's always reachable (you know it)
According to my senses (what?), I could smell death
His intentions was to shoot the clip 'til ain't a shell left ('til ain't a shell left)
Keep your mouth closed, learn more, tell less (and tell less)
I look at life different though these new Gazzelle specs, nigga (yeah, yeah)
Uh, big dog, they talking minus shit
Watch who you siding with (watch who you siding with)
We came in here alone, so we ain't looking for alliances (we ain't looking for alliances)
Pouring red, I got a pint of it, it help my sinuses (uh)
They try to tell us play by the rules, but I don't comply to it, nigga (nah)
I'm really happy to see these rappers compete (that's right)
Really rather a piece whenever they actually meet (yeah)
This what the game need (for real)
But since we all in the same league, I kept my aim clean for any nigga tryna claim king (fact)
No mainstream, but you see that they can't ignore me (they can't)
It's self-explanatory, to make it was mandatory (it was)
I told my nigga hit me whenever the grams is 40 (that's right)
I just opened the shop, he just set up and ran it for me (whoa)
I'm sorry, momma, I promise I wouldn't do it
But my music wouldn't be the same if I ain't put you through it (it wouldn't be the same)
Made a change in our [?], niggas picked my persona (they did)
Guess they think they'll succeed if they run with the formula (nah, never)
I seen the low rating they gave me, I looked the story up (I seen it)
You can't judge my music 'cause, to the streets, you a foreigner (faggot)
I guess you can't relate if you wasn't a lobby loiterer (that's right)
Double up what I'm tossing ya, then I think 'bout employing ya, nigga

Yeah, yeah
It's getting too easy, yo
Like
I do this shit whenever, feel me?
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh

Let's give these niggas a rude awakening (rude awakening)
They said Boogie was the one, you'll never be as great as him (you'll never be as great as him)
They tried to throw me in the shadow, had to move away from him (I had to move away)
Looking over and degrading 'em but never breaking 'em
My fans kept my name alive and to this day I'm thanking 'em (I'm thanking 'em)
Three projects back, to back, to back how I'm repaying 'em (I swear)
They Tweeting, "Herb, Grizzely, or East, please do a tape with 'em" (yeah)
It's time to kill a comp, truthfully, I'm through embracing 'em (feel me?)
It's friendly comp, that ain't dissing (it is)
Ain't no acting timid (nah)
Balling with the pros, but I practice like I'm at a scrimmage, yeah (yeah)
I told Akademiks I ain't got no rapper gimmicks (I don't)
He respect the hustle, good, now it's back to business (okay)
Coming from a trap house, my niggas packed up in it
I don't hustle out my momma house, I just bag up in it (yeah)
Somebody tell Hov, if he watching it's time to lock it (let's get it)
Dodging is not a option, don't act like I'm not a problem, yeah (yeah)
I'm glad Cas and 6ix9ine ended they differences (my niggas)
'Cause the bullshit just get in the way of us getting rich (they do)
My first year they looked at me like a hit or miss
I ain't drop a hit, but ain't a payment that a nigga missed
Bitch! (huh?)