Quiet Down Video (MV)

Yeah, yeah
I am not to be messed with
This is not even my best s**t
I'm writing but lowkey I'm messin'
In the kitchen wit my Bisquick
Gettin' tired of me stressin'
On how I'mma come up
Man f**k it i sum up
The entirety of the message

My daddy wasn't a trapper
Didn't dream being a rapper
He always tried to be dapper
To an extent, not to flatter
Didn't leave me right after
He found out he had to go gather
His nuts and step up, but rather
He man'd up, but that is his chapter; The end

Like your career when I'm finished with you
I am so blessed, I don't need to say 'choo
Talent unmatched by the n****s who woo
I am so sick, vaccinate like the flu
Writin' since i was just writing hiakus
Now my flows ride on the wave like ya crew
They ain't ya n****s, they only want to
Mooch off ya money, that's why I have few

Friends that are close to me
If you my n***a you know it be
Cause my heart isn't given free
You gotta prove all your loyalty
Will you be there for me
When money is tight and I'm strikin' three
When losing's in sight and I'm panicking
When all that i see is a losin' streak
That's when i need you, B

I aint stoppin
I aint stoppin
N****s thought I was just
Bluffin' when callin'
It that I'd be on the top like a muffin
Top; when I cop a degree in discussin
The problems that run through my mind, I ain't runnin'
The bottom line of things I find, I ain't frontin'
See, every single thing I say is all dubbin'
The language I have in my mind, it's becomin'

Look, look
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
You ain't spittin' s**t so why you talkin
You ain't spittin' so shut up (Shut up)
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
You ain't spittin' any s**t
So why you keep talkin this s**t

Fighter like I'm in a Jet
I'm a General and you're a cadet
Y'all thought that i would forget
P.T.S.D. in a sense I'm a Vet
Born on the ground, but now
I am taking off, like I'm a Fett
Talk down on my name now
But that's one thing that you will regret

Takin' off, and I'm swervin'
Fast lane and I'm mergin'
Seventy-Five in a Sixty
Miss me with bulls**t cause i will start purgin'
Yeah, i don't got me a virgin
White girl, and she isn't Urban
Break it down like she a surgeon
Reversion of an aversion

Yeah, yeah
I'm the best rapper alive
Wait, nah
Maybe not yet but i strive
Yeah, yeah
To put it on for the tri
State it's a wait but i try

Really hard for the Boulevard
All my n****s, you know who you are
Lookin' at BX real lately
It's shady how n****s are reppin' it, namely
N****s who rappin' with no flows
With they ol' hoes, they show no growth
Talkin' like they on a double dose
Takin' photos on a ride they don't daily

Look, look
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
You ain't spittin s**t so why you talkin
You ain't spittin' so shut up (Shut up)
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
Quiet Down
You ain't spittin' any s**t
So why you keep talkin this s**t

Deep like a wishing well
Deep down I wish you well
Throwing my coins into the water
Hopin' for karma
I shut up, no kiss n tell
This for the miserable
Who rottin' inside of a filthy cell
Charged for murderin' fifty belles
Someone who never had ever killed
Bail is a hundred mill

System wants me behind bars
My plan's to spit them, so far
I have jumped over the bar
They didn't think we'd get so far
But look at us
It's comin around like a tour bus
In the White House there was four of us
Went from the cotton to Forbes, plus

We never really even had that much
Look at our history; ask us
If we can recall our dad's touch
For half of us, we cannot; that's rough
But in the reality, all that depravity
Pushed us to make it, and as such
We're raping the game like an ass touch
The money is flowing; The Gold Rush

If you throw shade don't stay in range
I shoot my bars, I'm at the range
You countin money, it's penny change
You work At Wendy's, we ain't the same
Yeah, workin on the come up
Don't you try to run up
You will get done up
Yeah, Purple like a turnip
People like to turn up
Turn up for me

Throwin' that cash, well throw it for me
Buy all my shit, yeah buy my CD
You want my help, well there is a fee
This world is mean, nothing is free
Something I learned when I was a wee
Little man, pay atten-tion to me
When I say everyday is a B-
I**h and I wish that we can be free