[Verse 1: Ace Hood]Still in the make and I wanna be great but they tell me be patientDon't compare me to none of these niggas in the gameCause they way too basicAnd I'm just that amazing, I reach them stagesIn the league with the majorsFuck your , fuck your statementsThe fuck you thinkin'Nah, ain't doing anymore favorsNever hit a nigga just to make me famousLittle nigga, flows go crazyAnd them other nigga's can't tame meFlame me, blame meAll the nigga's that doubt itAll ya'll nigga's some cowardsAll ya'll nigga's step up and get devouredSix feet deep with boutique of flowersTell me what, what am I supposed to doCause respect for mine is so overdueI'm the best in it, just pay attention, take a closer viewCause ain't nothing like them and ain't nothing like youThese niggas changed like Clark in the boothCan't trust niggas, I don't trust dudesI buy your bitch like pay per viewI set the standards, [?]What's competition, come show me proofThis God flow, this Jesus ChristThat's say a prayer before I sleep at nightI'm still sinnin', don't be offendedMy dick intended for a Spanish wifeThis chess homie, not checkers bitchAin't playin' with ya, no action figuresWhat am I supposed to do?[Verse 2: Skepta]They keep telling me I'm the best in the countryAnd I like how that soundsYou think you Superman, I get the Kryptonite, and bring you right back downYeah, you know the drill, I kill MC's til it's overkillBut how many more am I supposed to killTil a nigga [?]Next to these [?] rappers, I'm so embarrassedI'm in the booth working my magicMy nigga in the studio, heard my lyrics and put his hands on his head like KhalidThese other MC's need practiceCause when I heat up, it's a madnessHundred degrees, niggas melt like plasticLyrical war, yeah that's my language[?], just so you know I ain't playin'I heard nigga's like you beforeYou got a good flow, but you ain't sayin' shitJust a bunch of words with no meaning, no heart, no feelingBut when I lay it down, I lay it down so laxIt's my name everybody screamin'And we don't care what it costMe and my nigga's, we all gotta flossDon't give a shit how you talk round' hereBetter talk properly when you talk to the bossYou amateur, say you got fans online, few shows, and a managerThink you've got the game on lockI press start, here comes new challengerSkepta[Verse 3: Ace Hood]There are some serious rumors aroundThere's a new sheriff in townFuck your apologies, back up his arteriesBury him deep in the groundTell him keep sleepin', I'm never defeatedI will not repeat it, you follow me now?Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm readyYou rappers are puppets, then tell them I said itDon't give a fuck and this shit is embeddedMy flow is infected, I may need a medicTell me who better, I make you regret itIt's in my genetics, your shit is patheticWhat am I posed' to do but be greatNever let a thing stand in my wayNever let a Devil ruin my fateAnd there ain't a such thing as "I can't"You looking at a rare breed, a new speciesI walk right through hell in my sneak'sShow me the devil, I show you the rebelI show you my heart when it come to the medalTell me who better, I never will settleMy nigga's just told me never let off the pedalKeep my Jordan 5's on their neckFuck whoever got next, fuck your fame dog and respectYou don't know what life was like in the projectsEver seen the look in his face before deathI seen my granny before her last breatheAin't no calm down on my compoundThere's no contest cause I'm bomb threatNo [?] on my mindsetI bought two choppers for my sound checkSay, 'who wanna war' and I'm coming aloneSpray at you haters like fuckin' cologneStarvation 3 outta let out the beastSo it's bone appetit and I'm ready to feast
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