Never changing, I've been swinging
Switching lanes at 10 and 2
It's for the chain-less and the nameless
With a heinous vision, too
Shit is lame, it's such a shame
Look at what fame made niggas do
No Smith & Wessons, just confessions
And the bangers made in rooms
If I speak the truth, I'm hatin
If I don't admire I'm trippin
Fortifying my castles
And barbed-wiring my fences
No Cartier on my lenses
Just Some harder days in my visions
One-way flights, no visits
Passport stamps in it
Granite flows my kitchen
Kicked doors broke hinges
I done lost a screw
I done lost a few
Don't care what y'all would do
But I'm itchin
Big worm shit, don't play with my emotions
Gave you my all, it wasn't worth the focus
Tryna earn this, but they told me I ain't chosen
Slipped up crown, get heavy, fam, get hopeless
I've been coastin', heard you got some jokes, boy
Just keep all that to yourself, just keep it low, boy
How you split the bread with em they ain't toast, boy
On your high horse, acting like you wasn't low, boy
Damn, the game is stale
Turnin' carbon copies into paper trails
These niggas way too frail
Won't punch it out, cause they might break a nail
Acrylic, you crack under pressure
Sittin' back, I don't do extra
On me she f*ck with the texture
Just hand the ball to me like Lector
Punchin' clocks all for the better
Put the fam on my back f*ck who next up
If they don't got us, then I got us
But I still got a list of who left us
This table, only got chairs for stand-up niggas
Kudos to the real f*ck, whoever
Don't f*ck with us
Kick us at the bottom, damnit you can't put no trust in him
Lint stuffed in my denim, but this ain't where my story ended
Never changin', I've been swangin
Switchin' lanes, it's cleanin' too
So the chain is swimmin' aimless
With a heinous vision too
Shit is lame, it's such a shame
That you won't fame me
Niggas do no smithin
Restin' just confessions
Makin' bangers in the rooms