Who I Am

It ain't no question a nigga back in mode, crack the code
Blessed like a saint I ain't rocking black and gold
Diss the squad I send the reaper to come and snatch ya soul
My shooter throw them bullets sideways like he Pat Mahomes
We in the post season, Ima ball out the whole season
Flow get cold as snow season, kill everything for no reason
All this green like it's grow season, bank account bout to go vegan
I be in the 4 speeding, run this shit until my toes bleeding
Yeah, turn this shit up and now that it's back to business
I was broke, pulled myself up like I'm doing calisthenics
Practice fitness, rags to riches, cool on them acts and gimmicks
And my pen is and one mixtape the way I'm handling it
Pull up in that phantom menace, call the bank and pay a visit
Bitches asking can I kick it, back then I couldn't get the digits
Now my name popping over the net like I was playing tennis
No wait up or wait a minute, Popeye with a plate of spinach

I'm counting my wins
I sit back at home watching CinemaSins
The center of sinners repenting again
A pillar of salt when they looking at him
I, bro
I run up the numbers Pythagorean theorem
Damn
If it's up then why wait, dunny
I became a face of traits you can't relate, dunny
Crafting out my fate, the cheese you make is far from great, dunny
Stay out the way, stay out ya head
I'm in for red, my pokedex had read it's farfetch'd for you to be ahead
Don't you dare fix ya lips and tell me to break a leg
Don't you sleep on me again, you won't get out ya bed
Like sleep paralysis, you know who Miles Morales is?
They shocked from how I handle shit without leaving me calluses
Ya list is counterfeit, if you leaving me out of it
I keep it positive, I know just what your problem is
Your sugar levels way too high, you're Scott Malkinson

Been on a chase for cash, them killers will raid your stash while wearing a Jason mask
You know the M.O. baby J gon spazz, my niggas that past I raise the flag
These rappers are bitches they came in drag, they stick out their hands like they waving cabs
They only show love when you fade to black, everyone on my team don made some racks
When shit change gotta learn to adapt, a different beast ain't no turning him back
Thought niggas had love they turning their backs, so fuck em they taking a permanent nap
I'm giving a sermon for vermin and rats, the bully Benton bitch I'm turnt to the max
I kill em and strike up a match, then I burn up they plaques, gotta learn to relax
Don't let their flexing start affecting you, like to remind you success is immeasurable, pull back the curtains these niggas incredible
Your shit is trash unbearable very comparable to these other fucking clowns get LOLs
Laughing emojis hysterical, put you inside a barrel and bury you