Under Control

Beat just started fucking up that whole thing Rapping like I'm going back to old ways They saying Milo still got it when that song play But I been around nigga Nascar race I been pushing on the pedal So these niggas don't forget it Was the king when I left And I'm coming back to get it Got my team on my back My autograph across her titties I don't really think they hear me I'm about to make a killing Close people turned they back on me I had to set the record straight I swear I'm bout to go up They don't wanna see me levitate Crazy how your own Will stab you right up in your fucking face Then try to dap you up With the hand they tried to cause you pain I ain't really hurting when I'm rapping bout these females But still will take the Uber to Lyft up on your new dude Like oh well Ding dong ditch in the city My name gon' ring bells I got it under control But as a kid I really seen Hell Daddy gone barely ever seen him He was silent Can't believe my momma even picked him On that cotton Hated him but life get in the way And now I got it I had to grow up Now we stars Nigga we on comets I lost my mom you know that shit kill me nigga Close my eyes I can still see her clearly nigga I'm coming at necks You gon' feel me nigga Up the pole on a bitch that don't fear me nigga Beat just started fucking up that whole thing Rapping like I'm going back to old ways They saying Milo still got it when that song play But I been around nigga Nascar race I been pushing on the pedal So these niggas don't forget it Was the king when I left And I'm coming back to get it Got my team on my back My autograph across her titties I don't really think they hear me I'm about to make a killing I be dressed in all black I swear a nigga kinda gothic Big dogs You gon' f*ck around and get this paw print Middle finger up to anybody think they hot shit My mind kinda off So I'm always down to start shit Back to the back Get it back to the back I'm coming for the sack Yall the quarterback None of you niggas can act So you niggas are wack Give me your moment to fall Ima jump in the car Hit the gas ready for war I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all Tell me who ready for more I can be shattered and all Tell me who ready for Make it look easy Please believe me Too sick on these beats I'm Eazy E if need be I can switch the flow Say I'm the best around I don't really f*ck with niggas that Talk too loud Making music for them roaches in that basement sit down Might as well paint your face You a fucking clown Yall was waiting for that snap Like crackle pop Cause really who better than this nigga R.O.N Beat just started fucking up that whole thing Rapping like I'm going back to old ways They saying Milo still got it when that song play But I been around nigga Nascar race I been pushing on the pedal So these niggas don't forget it Was the king when I left And I'm coming back to get it Got my team on my back My autograph across her titties I don't really think they hear me I'm about to make a killing