Time to Shine

Yo, respect is not given, it's earned bro Letting you herbs know, the way I'm spitting, could burn dro Niggas is straight pussy, so they kittens in boots They be hating, rookies know I got this game in a noose Aim and you shoot, you still miss I built this from the ground up, these little shits can catch a real clip Feel this like splinters in ya stomach, you don't really want it You want smoke, but you blunted, must be off dope or something Cousin, we was never close, I'm spitting better flows More dollars than Creflo, is you getting checks, no Woah, hoe, you stay on ya knees And you making low blows, literally Hating on another brother cuz ya pockets is light Bitches faking like they tougher, say they hotter than ice I'm the type that get these checks cleared I do it now, f*ck the next year, then I cut shit out, just like some chest hairs Code of the streets, please hold the heat Niggas out here seem to be loaded for beef That man's a walking brick, yo, he stuffing coke in his sneaks They just low and they sneak, but I holds no critique Watch 'em fold like a seat when the cops near Gold in his teeth, but he got scared, this shit is just not rare A lot of y'all rappers could stop here You not God's son, you Nasir, got guns and glocks, dear Nah, you not prepared, you scared straight, and petrified Why you keep hiding ya bare face, you scared to die Ya face in cement, why, you talk to rats and roaches You half my quotients, then you know the gat exploding Yo, they say my heart artificial I don't cry about the lies, so don't pass me all the tissue Issues, I don't have it, they all talk, but never back it I could swing with a right, but I don't even have a racquet But I do have this ratchet, I'll clank you pricks These niggas, yo they really acting, they ain't legit I'll smack a nigga if I have'ta, they made me pissed F*ck is wrong with these assholes, they just ain't shit Take a trip, where you'll see some crazy shit Got killers and drug-dealers that'll blaze the fifth You prissy niggas like Taylor Swift, ya frail as shit I told y'all I barely spit, they carry fits Everytime I blaze the mic, I'm fairly lit And niggas wasn't made to fight, they scared and snitch Every fucking page I write, it's like a script So, they just wanna take my life, when crisis hits I piped ya bitch, but I ain't wanna keep her I trick divas, then I just piss on parking meters I wouldn't like me neither, you Skypin' with a cheater Yo, I like me a eater, and it's kinda nice to meet ya You don't really got the stripes, tryna be in them Adidas I be sliding in a Beamer, with a pint of the liter She a treesha, not a keeper, why ya so eager Bitches chuckin' on my wood, shit reminds me of a beaver Y'all not adamant when versing me Ya money, it stay subtracting, cuz you ain't earning G's Niggas'll smack you to the dirt, cuz you a earthly seed Don't act you've heard of me, you just a turd with fleas Nigga