G.O.T

I have real bad anxiety I’m scholarly I change the world silently I always practice modesty Cause a nigga always lose the white rivalry I’ve been through it Yeah I’ve been through it Man, living life and just making music So when someone asks “man, how you doing” Ima sit back and hear the platinum brewing Heads up your man Saint on attack You said you’re on my level where you at I don’t need no explanation I just go no hesitation Y’all just seeking acclimation I just want your resignation Feeling super human With these flowers blooming Seasons zoomin' Dez got the remix booming No confusion But in conclusion Imma be the greatest to ever fucking do it My name is Yannick and that’s true Cause I don’t want y’all playing a game of who’s who While y'all look for ideas like blues clues But you’ll never be like me so toodle-lo Life is like a merry go round Here comes Saint with that different sound Sick of these of niggas that sit back and lounge Once was lost, but now I am found Ya feel me? I don’t watch Game of Thrones, Ivan be spoiling all up on my phone Who is this Arya Stark, if ain’t Tony then leave me alone Niggas can never reach me, leave me a message right after the tone I don’t play man to man, stay out of my circle cause this is my zone