UPDATE, Pt. 2 (feat. LilAce)

Aye Yea Summers Over 2 Na'am sayin I told myself if ima do this shit It's a certain standard that come with this shit Gotta really pull that mask back let niggas know what it is Can't play around with this shit I know niggas plotting on my demise time after time I know it must kill 'em to see me still rise We was cool back in school but we not still guys Time has changed and so did I, I'm moving with a different mind We not on the same wavelength we ain't exchanging time I ain't into wasting time and I can't let you waste mine I'm sorry if you offended but, I gotta get it I come from humble beginnings so now I'm focused on winning Focused on living lavish and tappin into my passion Creating opportunities for ones that don't have it I never had satisfaction, when it came to talent But its hard when you come from my city it's no attractions F*ck it No excuses I'm focused on improvement Niggas making excuses those the niggas thats losing You blaming everybody else because ya lack of movement Don't ever take advice from a nigga that ain't do shit Mixing an exotic strain with the champagne It took me time to learn my lane I feel like Cam Payne It's funny how I did 10 mil, no campaign Y'all niggas rather ride a wave and that's a damn shame Seeing Ms on my Distrokid was a sight to see The numbers y'all niggas be doing that shit is lite to me The music y'all niggas been dropping it ain't exciting me I told you I don't wanna hear that shit do not send me a link I'm getting head from a bitch you couldn't get to link Thinking we in the same league how the f*ck you think We don't smoke the same, we don't f*ck the same women We both doing music we don't move the same digits We both living life but it's a different life we living You expect it overnight I grinded my whole life to get it Moving on my time I don't need permission These freestyles like a scrimmage or a exhibition Ayo And I'm locked in like Mamba Got that Jordan post-retirement, 4-5 for the drama Bang something solo No secret service like presidents but the runtz Obama Niggas talking smoke, I am the purifier Came up from under my rock where I be chilling analyzing Reassessed my value now my price the highest like Verizon I peep the lies in these niggas raps and it's sad to see Them childish ass songs y'all call bops should be in nurseries I'm Thanos on the mic, me vs ya squad, it ain't no hurting me Got my masters in rapping burn the booth down, that's 3rd degree Imagine me, begging a nigga to go listen to my latest release Ima just sit this food for thought right here til y'all catch up and feast Ahead of my time, but always feel like I'm running out of it Fake shit gone expose itself, I stay clear of the counterfeit Take this life shit and conquer it, I'm on my job A dirty world but I come thru fresh cause cleanliness is next to God Nigga my name hold weight like a triple beam I know that shit ain't always what it seems That's why I never doubt my dreams Success is your perception nigga please Don't think you finna blow up so hard that the next man can't supersede That's why I sit back and cool it Cup of lunazel with lemonade and 80's music, with a fatty blunt to boost it Speak facts when you talk who really do this music The hardest out of the city of Hampton, excuse your confusion motherfucker Joc whatup Ace