Served. (feat. RGunn)

If you go against me, boy, ya gon' get served, ha That's my word Paraglide with the fishies, scuba with the birds On my own level, I'ma make sure you learn If you go against me, boy, ya gon' get served, ha That's my word Paraglide with the fishies, scuba with the birds Play chess with the jocks, run pick-up with the nerds Militant like the Kurds, ten toes in the dirt Retired my emotions cause I'm over being hurt Life is a drive, sometimes you gon' swerve Now she say I'm a Dick like my name is Richard, word? I take what I deserve Seven-seventeen repping, proud of the 'Burg I say it with my chest 'til everybody heard Then I say it again, get on everybody nerves I don't care... Some things I don't say twice Only make nice plays and I don't play nice There's a right way, far from left, way right Never scared of a bark nor terrified of a bite, aight? Look I'm already ready For anything they put in my path or throw at me I do what I do, fam, I'm so Scrappy Made somethin' of myself, it made Momma so happy To the bank I be laughin' Blink, and you're askin' what happened I made a mess, I'm not asking for napkins I attacked 'em like Dragon Z, dragged 'em like ratchets Whoa Prepare for the switch-up Do work like a pick-up I said MR. Richard Got mad like I rip shirts But calm as a fisher Or praying ministers No cracks and no fissures In my facade I should be dead, I put that on God But He sent me angels, them angels my squad I know who I am and I know what I'm not I'm turnin' heads when I step in the spot I'm fittin' to piss when I step to the pot "What is he doin'?", heard that question a lot I'm doin' me with the time He allots They say time is money and I don't like to borrow So love with no regrets since they don't promise tomorrow Be who you be, cause you are what you are though I'm comin' after all you dogs to take you out like Parvo This my word Go against me boy ya gon' get served Top of my class and ahead of the curve Got the spice and the sauce, I feel like Chef Curry With ten seconds left Time's running' out, I don't feel stressed I relish the pressure, always feel blessed I stay well prepped, and ready for a test So proceed with caution if you feel like I lost it I don't do this often, when I do I fill up coffins The smell will leave you nauseous, knock you right off your high horsie I don't ever have to force it like a gut into a corset, ha Boy this my word Go against me and ya gon' get served Patience is gone, go and call a nurse Nah, I need higher help, call ten doctors Listen, this my word Go against me and ya gon' get served Word