Easy

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Aye, yeah, this shit is easy homie
You can try but you'll never be me homie
I'm really one of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
One of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
This shit is easy homie
You can try but you'll never be me homie
I'm really one of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
One of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah

Dillin on the track and I might just snap again
When I grab a pen I'm pushing lines like I'm trafficking
Sharper than a razor's edge, shout to Scott Hall
Chico, how can you walk when you can not crawl?
Y'all skippin major steps but you expect to blow
Texting hos, saying you the next up with x and o's
Thinking you can keep up that's a reach not a fact
I'm a beast on the beat when I feast on a track
Ya, I'm cooking now, I'm heating up
Y'all talking too much but you don't read enough
Treat the beat like your girls ass when I beat it up
Keep the compliments to ya self I don't need it bruh
I do what I wanna do, I can stunt if I wanted to
Its true that we knew that you lying and we on to you
Stand on my own and I'm not compliant
I'ma always get mine it ain't rocket science

Aye, yeah, this shit is easy homie
You can try but you'll never be me homie
I'm really one of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
One of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
This shit is easy homie
You can try but you'll never be me homie
I'm really one of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah
One of a kind, I'm really one of a kind, yeah

Yeah, you ain't ready for thee war
Know I keep right of the letter F on the keyboard
Had a little taste of success, I really need more
They say lyricism is dead, I'm here to restore
Life, I really profit when I destroy mics
You the type who only rapping cause you need more likes
And my brand is getting bigger bout to up my price
They gonna, know my name on every damn device
Hold up, uh, I'm really in my fucking element
I'm eloquent, my oppositions in a deficit
Jerome the Prince blowing the fuck up, that's definite
Verses like the testament, don't be testing my temperament
I heard you rapping the shit was garbage, its deafening
We are not the same, your talent Level ain't threatening
You throw some shots, then you gonna feel the reckoning
I reckon they gon fuck with me long time, no questioning