I Got That (feat. Ham Sandwich)

When I jumped in the game I didn't ask for this Got promoters on the line to pay and share my shit Life like a cheat code, didn't enter it Either way, hack or not, got randoms pissed I'm ballin' on the streets, I got that heat You're sitting behind bars 'cause you're a deadbeat All I do has layers, come help me unpack Look at that, I fucked up and came back Crazy how I beat up with the whole crew, got it If you wanna get it I'mma leave you nada Son you so hard I'm turnin' up on your momma Got a godlike flow, they don't pray to the Brahma Ay, roll the clip and spray it like crops Give me a lead role, I'm causin' the drama Yung Mower on the track, I'mma cut fools down Ya foldin' like Poker, Crazy Eights in town Every verse more nutty, just pass 'em around I'mma steal ya bitch, and leave you in the ground When it comes to this game you're a little shit You're like Melman, you got a long neck, and you're a big bitch Don't retaliate, you can't fight the truth The only thing you've done is f*ck up your own youth I'm royal, this the emperor's new groove And now you in the toilet cause you're just P2 I'm rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling in the coupe I'm floating floating floating like a cracker in the soup I'm balling balling balling balling balling how I shoot You crawling crawling crawling on your stomach like a newt Now please, get on your knees, you can't step to royalty You got no clout, my wrist on freeze, check my steeze My neck so clean and my queen pristine I don't need to prove myself to a peon So much ice, you can call me Leon Put on myself, but you'll never be on Ham Sandwich empire lasts for eons I'm sure Still going up, like a suicide door In the penthouse, you stuck on the ground floor Stack it up then I recount, call me Al Gore Big green? I got that I shoot for real, but your guns cap This potential is still untapped But your story is about to fade to black