Feast Time

Here we go again I heard this beat and knew its feast time For the pie you niggas turning sweet like the key lime Paid all cash for this ain't renting shit you know the keys mine I don't brag at all for once I'll do cuz its me time I don't hop on Detroit beats I feel they way too simple Only do it just to show y'all I'll kill any instrumental Focused too much on my craft that extra shit be incidental I've been really out the way moving around so confidential Half you niggas fake balling lets go check out your credentials If we talking bout percentage y'all broker then end of pencils I ain't friendly wit you niggas hell nah we cannot be civil Underdog thrill, dead man walking niggas its official HB3 we going up and blowing up like we a missile If you listen real closely hear them bitch niggas sniffles Cry now laugh later everyone been living blissful Shorty is a flow rider tryna come and blow my whistle She think I'm little Tunechi tryna lick me like a lollipop Topped me of for hours when the f*ck is shorty jaw gonna lock In a different caliber of rap I'm so unorthodox Walking flame thrower on the mic I'm torching up the box Every word I rhyme is off instinct I don't force a lot Labels can't endorse me I won't sign behind no x or dot Only time the ink will drop on lines is with the rhymes I plot Grew up music what I fell in love with can't untie the knot Grew up granny said do what you love and don't you ever stop Here I am twelve years later trying to claim my spot So if you try to knock me off the roster that shit blasphemy Know a couple niggas off they knockers that'll blast for me Only giving verses off respect thats my rapping fee On the radar rapidly the f*ck is moving laxity Nothing happened magically this straight from my tenacity So I'm pop my shit f*ck anyone who think they passing me Never reaching stagnancy y'all moving way to passively You trying to get known nationally I'm trying to own the galaxy All engines running to the first can't be no runner up With this song and EP next I'm bound to f*ck the summer up Light this shit up all through winter too don't need to cover up Ain't expect this when I was a kid the switch up so abrupt This for all the hypocrites who said that I don't drop enough Its crazy now the ones who said that really ain't been dropping much Cuz they been on clone waves Claiming its they own ways Whoever play with one of mines can go and dig they own grave I stay in my lane I'll set you straight if you got road rage Watching from a distance niggas snaking I can't hesitate If they didn't take me serious I'll set the record straight Me and other rappers not the same we do not correlate When I flow its all natural don't need to follow algorithms Flying in and out the Stu I've really been in album rhythm nigga