(You Know Harlz Made It)
Under dog put your bets on
I said how do you like my stakes? they said well done (Thanks)
I got close friends telling me my heads gone
Revenge served cold in my restaurant welcome (Hi)
Feel the shivers Ive been skipping on your grave
Flow come clean I ain't shitting where I shave
Now Ive got haters tryna pray my vision swayed but
I don't even Listen to my misses or my mates (Shut Up)
I see there
2 faced like Edward Mordrake, Ai
I don't like it when they talk vague
People ain't so perfect like they portray in there portraits
I told em get there money up
Cuz jealousy's a poor trait (Bro your skint)
I can tell that being clever's not your forte
Petty motherfucker buddy I can do this all day
I'm on smoke always
Cold like Norway (Cold)
4 fingers in that pussy call it foreplay
They just wanna hear me spit but I'm an artist like Monet
These bitches cheap I give 'em D like Donnay (Haha)
I put some racks up on her body
I heard my ops tryna dodge me cuz I'm dodgy
Pay attention when I speak
I ain't worried, I do this shit in my sleep boy
I hope you practice what you preach
Them mimickers ain't even me, there just the decoys
We was moving like some foxes in the shadows
Lifestyle raggo
Come a long way from a younger to an adult
If they ain't got the picture yet I'll paint it like Picasso
I remember seeing junkies smoke brown not tobacco (Crackheads)
Click my fingers and make it vanish like I'm Thanos
I was in your manor moving skatty looking parro (Ska ska ska)
Shovel on me dig your grave real shallow
Suit, hat and tie looking like I'm Al Capone
Theres levels to this shit, I got ambitions
They ask me how I think of this cuz it slaps different?
I attack with strategies, I'm a tactician
These MC's are Ray Charles cuz they lack vision (Can't you see it?)
Rammed it down her neck and now she call me the goat
I know this one bitches trick is put it all down her throat
I swear she grips it like a mic and she don't even choke
They say the way I look at life is a risky approach, i swear
They just wanna hear me spit but I'm an artist like Monet
These bitches cheap I give 'em D like Donnay
I put some racks up on her body
I heard my ops tryna dodge me cuz I'm dodgy
Pay attention when I speak
I ain't worried, I do this shit in my sleep boy
I hope you practice what you preach
Them mimickers ain't even me, there just the decoys