PREDATOR (feat. JLove)

Look, who would've thought Collin County could make a rap star I'm passing milestones like Kyle Larson in nascar I've been making beats since '17, so you know I'm clean Never need a nigga's approval to boost my self esteem And that's something most of you niggas can't talk about Paved my own path, now I'm just taking the scenic route Did my own math and taught myself to multiply accounts So I'm sorry in advance if I start acting out I make money moves and do this in my spare time And I'm still better than 90% of you niggas that claim to rhyme Damn, ain't that crazy Developed my own style and my shit so wavy, like How you expect to change the game when you all sound the same And you're sittin' stuck in traffic tryna drive the same lane Have some confidence and take a risk Y'all too quick to bend like paperclips, no belief like atheists That's problematic, when it comes to me you know it's automatic Got shawty at the crib looking real acrobatic I got bars that'll keep your face shocked static It's hilarious how quickly haters turn fanatic Yeah, down to earth but never regular On your mind like COVID checking your temperature Dallas rap senator, managing expenditures Space time reveler, seasoned lyrical predator (Yeah) you better get your mind ready 'Cause these next couple bars are rhyme heavy Jalen's got all the wack MCs mad sweaty They can't compete with me 'Cause I'm making all the beats that I rap on so easily The only way to be unique So influential, everyone around me got a piece of me Don't need the credit long as niggas know who really at the peak You know it's me Re-upping my Open Sea No label controlling me Doing what I want when I want like royalty Protect ya neck, and check ya six All these bars are heaven sent Boutta throw niggas out the game Like they missed the rent Grace period is over, time to move over For the new nigga that gon' make the game colder I'm owning my IP, don't care if you like me All I need in life is God, Benjamins, and my wifey Up front fee is pricey, niggas sweet like HI-C Never had to compromise integrity that's not me Heating up do a climate check I ain't even done yet Boutta move more traffic than Melrose and Sunset Getting there a matter of time The type of nigga to live his entire life in his prime, foreal He said, these chickens don't come from Kentucky No fries in the bucket we arrived in a bucket, I know Also know I'm leaving with something, before I'm leaving with nothing Mind blown, now we back to construction Building everything for my children We gon' start from the ceiling I know some people want the smoke, I say I'm ready and willing I know they really need some hope, and I been dying to fill'em I want our cups to overflow the hate can die in a river Not a beginner, I'm colder than winter Smoking dope oh Lord I know I'm a sinner Hold off on the judgement, I need the prayer And send the hate in the form of a check they need to pay up I told my daughter I'm taking this shot to give her layups You told your daughter you're taking these shots to be a player Goofy as hell The hardest niggas usually turn out to be the ones that's frail And Ooh, I'm off the rail And Ooh, that's hard to handle And I noticed the shadows wouldn't exist without the light Just like these battles wouldn't exist if I ain't fight But you get it right Yeah (ay) you get it right, right Yeah, down to earth but never regular On your mind like COVID checking your temperature Dallas rap senator, managing expenditures Space time reveler, seasoned lyrical predator It's been a long time coming Don't know where I'm going But I know I ain't done yet And if you're on the aux play that one more time 'Cause you know that shit knock uh huh yeah (hey) It's been a long time coming Don't know where I'm going But I know I ain't done yet And if you're on the aux play that one more time 'Cause you know that shit knock uh huh yeah (ah, ah, ah)