Watty's Interlude (feat. Watty)

Yeah, yeah C7SHIT Now y'all heard enough of us by now You know it's been a busy couple of years But right now Allow me to introduce to you The man behind it all Talk to 'em This is Watty's Interlude, I come in to intrude F*ck a truce, I been rockin' by myself since a youth Throw myself alley-oops to dunk on your troop The older I get, give a f*ck less about respect Just say it with you chest Yo, we straight up disconnect I cannot believe all the things you expect me to conform to I can say what I want to F*ck your feelings and f*ck you too, yuh So I grab the shotty Pull up to your hotel lobby See the flash like paparazzi They love me like Diana I'm comin' out at night and I'm givin' gifts, Santa Love my bitch and get money, that's my inner mantra My grandma survived Nazis and fuckin' cancer What you bitchin' 'bout boy? Nothin, that's your answer What the f*ck? Watty's Interlude, C7, let's make some bucks Classics on classics man, nothing's ever rushed My best friends' still here, man, that's more than luck O'Shea, can you turn that motherfuckin' beat up? (I can) Okay, I swear I'm gon' seize up Pushin' all these keys up I'm flirtin' 'cause I saw that ass, knew I gotta meet her Shout out all these pretty bitches rockin' with Aaliyah Got bars in these jeans and they tryin' to get a taste, yuh F*ck your Asics, Nike down to the laces Nah, we the best, man In fact, we need investments Volume II the best, man, I put that on my best man Ain't no second-guessing Now this is a real lesson for anyone who be testin', in fact We old school, yeah, the mafia's back To break the rules, get the rap game back on track Heard your old shit cool and your new shit's wack C7 stayin' right on the map, motherfucker