Crickets.

Giving medium the biz Like the big stuff But the big stuff Get treated like it's little stuff What? All a homie need is a big fat beat Rumbling under my feet You say you're a friend of me But you are really an actor Nigga you driving a Tesla Don't get me gassed up Goodness and mercy In case niggas wanna act up You know when you're blowing up When they start bringing your past up B-S-L-A-D-E now Bringing more bounce to the ounce I got a couple accounts Too many Stellars to count Daddy's got a couple Emmy's yemmy's yeah yeah yeah Pretend that they don't see me But they see me yeah yeah yeah Truth is they just wanna be me yeah yeah yeah Blessings to my left to my right But crickets Weeping just endureth for a night But crickets I ain't bitter Betty but I'm better But crickets But when I say we should come together It's like crickets Oooh little me in a sycamore tree This guy is so popular I wanna see But this is my tree buddy uhh uhh Shhhh not right now He's trying to see the master And you're way too loud Umm actually you're too loud And I climbed up here Because I couldn't see Him in the crowd So if you gonna make noise get down Don't mess this up for me I'm only 5'3 (Zacheus' height NOT mine) and I'm up in the sycamore tree And I'm buried in with a shovel Cause I'm on another level Pipping hot just like a kettle Well the mystery's solved And it's settled I'm g.h.e.t.t.o. (God has even touched the outcast) Giving medium the biz Like the big But the big stuff You treating like its little stuff What? All a homie need is a big fat beat Rumbling under my feet They asking me if I'm doing another Gospel album I'm like crickets Didn't I just drop One, two, three, four, five, six Gospel albums Crickets You say that you prefer the other name With the other name But Crickets But wasn't he that same one That had a problem With the other name Like crickets If they ain't saying nothing That means that you ain't doing nothing So you said you want the anointing But that means you gotta go through something Walking in love and the light Even though you know That they up to something I was looking up to someone yeah You just a crash test dummy Running your trap but don't know me Tap tap tempo but don't metronome me Shouts out to the San Dago homies Audience of one If you wanna hit then pick one d-dd-dd-d-d dun dun Slap with a snare and a big dump truck Yeah saved and sanctified though Slid in through that slide door Litty like I'm pyro Only praises on my row Woah Daddy's got a couple Emmy's yemmy's yeah yeah yeah Pretend that they don't see me But they see me yeah yeah yeah Truth is they just wanna be me Blessings to my left to my right But crickets Weeping just endureth for a night But crickets I ain't bitter baby but I'm better But crickets But when I say we should come together It's like crickets