Rookie Of The Year

You can call me a rookie when it come to this rap shit Y'all been rappin' so long and still spittin' wack shit Getchu clapped quick, I'm talkin' bout bolt quick Talm bout makin' you soul quit , Lil Bam is a cold bitch But it only applies if you f*ck with my blood Niggas actin' flip-flop, switchin' sides like studs So I'm stayin' in my ark, stayin' clear from the flood Born in a blind world, but I can see through the mud I gave bitches my last, I gave when they didn't ask So now I test bitches just to catch the ones who SAT When I stood for them, man these bitches a bunch of rats How the f*ck you call the laws and you said you wanna scratch Bitch, you pussy and we knew it, took this beat And I chewed it, know I'm hard, just gotta prove it I'm destined, I can't refuse it Went through fire, I defuse it Chain to love, I broke through it Grab my pencil, I done lose it Wrote for hours to improve I gotta get it, gotta win it Don't got a choice, uh, can you hear it My enemies cant rejoice I'm on a mission, can't stop Till I reach the top, I'm gettin' recognition Just wait till the album drop, need a petition You rat bitches should never see me as your competition When it come to rap, you just not in my position I can see it now, tellin' hoes, hit Osa for permission If you wanna talk, if she willin' to fit you in our system When you see her, you see me, we make the two lines in the T Loyalty is the key My bitches smokin' on diesel every day like it's religion Yeah, it's true, I'm the hardest out, you just gotta listen I ain't gotta be around big dogs, I'm Clifford and his bitch I see red just like a tree frog, bout mine, Ill dump the clip F*ck these green-ass niggas, I'm focused on gettin' crips Yeah, I'm talkin' bout them blues, I'm in love with blue strips Let it rip, every single time the beat cut on Make em' drip when I spit, feel like the heat cut on These niggas wanna be eagles, but steady chillin' with pigeons You can tell em' what you on, but they still can't see the vision Money on my mind every day Don't call me if it ain't about a plan or a play I'm strictly bout that pape Don't care bout what a nigga gotta say Cause once upon a time, he was beggin' me to stay Like Keef, I roll the beat up and I chief These bitches white owls, and I'm a green leaf She hatin' and I peep Everything you sow, you gon' reap That's why my reaper, Bam-Bam, stay up in the cut with his heat I ain't clearin' nothin If you think you know me, I promise that you don't know me I count my money four times, cause I don't even trust me So even if you close, understand that you lucky Belt to ass for any hoe that wanna play Yeah, I'm young, but I'm doin' these niggas in like I'm Trae Birth, you bitches not in Phoenix, but y'all are still my sons Ain't no pressure bout no nigga, bitch, I am one of one These niggas know I'm the illest These niggas know I'm the trillest I walk all up in the scene These lil' bitches get to whispering Every time I step, it's on necks I can't even help it Stupid nigga try to play me Got my lick back and he felt he won't go He a frisbee, he addicted Call him Whitney, she be tellin Call her Mickey, f*ck with me and it get risky If you really want some smoke, bang my line Ill let it go like a chimney Can't no hoe say that I'm actin From the jump, I always been me Hardest out the city, ain't no rap bitch fuckin' with me Yeah, I'm callin' out you rap bitches Y'all can get up with me Can't put the city on my back Cause they ain't never had mine I'm sure I'm gonna make it I just gotta give it time I cut up if I need to Bitches really be see-through Secretly bein' me Too, I swear it's free to be you Bitches think they can touch me Tuck her up like a tummy Her nigga wanna f*ck me Tell the opps they can suck me You know who the f*ck it is ISosa the motherfuckin' biggest Big pockets, big fists F*ck you mean Sosa way, bitch