Why you Talkin' rich

Why you talkin' rich when you aint shit, ain't shit Why you trynna flex when you livin' basic I'm talkin' real life no fake shit We not the same, and my bars make you trip Ay Clout chaser Charm faker Stay the f*ck away from me Cause Im a hell raiser Don't compare me with yourself Bitch Imma a soul saver Bar slayer Rough player Peace loving Kief smoking Blunt blazer Ah! This here's my introduction My words my ammunition Imma be the greatest Not a dream but a premonition I don't lack skill I lack recognition I'll f*ck your bitch just for that satisfaction. I pray to god for I'm a sinner It's a contradiction My mental peace is in my jurisdiction No addiction Breaking bubbles with the truth, I'm so real they call me non fiction I got no restriction Ay! Truth in my lines no bull, no lies, no fake affirmation Weapon in the making I'm a prodigy, a nuclear detonation Im the definition Nonstop on the beat yeah Nonstop on the beat yeah Why you talkin' rich when you aint shit, ain't shit Why you trynna flex when you livin' basic I'm talkin' real life no fake shit We not the same, and my bars make you trip Ay! I say don't touch me or I'll squeeze you like a lime yeah! It's just my time yeah! Im at my prime yeah! I rap about what's real You just a mime yeah! This ain't no grime yeah! Preach and define yeah! My flow so hard, bad, boujee and refined yeah! God are you blind yeah? All they do is loot, fight, steal and advertise yeah! This is a fight yeah! Give me a sign yeah! Something divine yeah! Killin the rhyme yeah! Rearrange, redefine and redesign yeah! These phoneys want the fame but they don't want the grind yeah! Imma have to snap your neck If you don't fall in line yeah! Would it be a crime yeah? Would it be a crime yeah? Would it be a crime yeah? If I murdered this beat? If I went, spit my bars, make ya'll rappers obsolete like a Donald trump tweet, a White House speech, Like an injured athlete like a fake bitch, snake bitch who'll eat you alive And then will act all sweet You can't stay outta my lane cause I be owning the street So you lie there on concrete, all deadbeat like dead meat when I kill you with my verses The reality and it's heat Why you talkin' rich when you aint shit, ain't shit Why you trynna flex when you livin' basic I'm talkin' real life no fake shit We not the same, and my bars make you trip Ay, ay! Why you talkin' rich when you aint shit, ain't shit Why you trynna flex when you livin' basic I'm talkin' real life no fake shit We not the same, and my bars make you trip