Dippin in my toe, this a temp test
Peeping on my foes like a stealth vet
Flying but I'm down to earth, Clark Kent
Nobody do it like me, Keith sweat
I'll never do this for the trends, fam
Music's more than fame and fans, fam
I'll never sell my my soul
I'll pop off, like Pac with his top off
Thug life, gang clicks, vulgarity is not my scene
But I got Yeshua and trust that's all I need
I'm tired of the posers
I'm tired of the fakes
Do what you say you are
Don't do what you say you ain't
I'm tired of the posers
I'm tired of the fakes
Do what you say you are
Don't do what you say you ain't
I'm tired of these muthalovin' Posers
I'm just tryna live what I say I am today
I'm in competition with me from yesterday
I'm just tryna spit on Satan's grave
Holy detonate
Kill bill volume 1 thru 2 slay
Hot sauce in the trunk
I mean bag, bag back
My uncle know killers
We all got some issues
Go and grab some tissue
Kill em dead for I let em beat me
Y'all be lookin scared
Have him grab his pee-pee
Like he Michael Jack
Facts, I speak truth
Got the armor on so I'm bullet proof
No Luke Cage, what you looking for
On my Luke verse 8 chapter 4
I'm tired of the posers
I'm tired of the fakes
Do what you say you are
Don't do what you say you ain't
I'm tired of the posers
I'm tired of the fakes
Do what you say you are
Don't do what you say you ain't
I'm tired of these muthalovin' Posers
All my life I had to fight
And I don't know why
Y'all keep on trying
But you ain't gone fool me
Got my rose colored glasses on me
I ain't no fool b
Ain't with the foolery
Ain't with the coonery
I stay prayed up
But I'll come with full swing
Smile in my face
But you plotting and hating
Don't be mistaken
Cause of my faith man
All my life I had to fight
And I don't know why
Y'all keep on trying
But you ain't gone fool me
Got my rose colored glasses on me
I ain't no fool b
Ain't with the foolery
Ain't with the coonery
I stay prayed up
But I'll come with full swing
I come with full swing