[Verse 1]
I'm 26 going on 50, at least that's how I feel
Tryna find some time for family on the grind to pay these bills
I pray they understand me, I'm tryna keep it real
But I don't think that I'll be happy til the prophecy's fulfilled
Maybe its the skill, its gotta be the flow
So I thank God he gave me Noah cause I'll probably need a boat
I should learn how to swim. its on my list of goals
But I am not finna pretend that I'll be upset if I don't
Cause still I'll be floatin, feeling like Serena bring truth in the Open
Our culture running arenas, we used to be token
They hated a man for kneeling bеfore he had spoken
Truе colors have been revealing some criminal motives
I cannot pledge allegiance, these niggas is bogus
Fuck that anthem and the racist ass nigga that wrote it
Don't you ever try to tell me the system is broken
It's working how its designed
This the type of shit that be weighing up on my mind
Before my wife and kids, I'm like Damon up in his prime
I'm bulletproof, in living color and televised
Man all your homies is clowns, they handi-man with the lies
I bankhead bounce through all the pressure
My bank accounts, they looking better
These days I'm drinking water, nigga tryna improve
I got no time to be bothered with you gossiping fools
No drama, I keep it proper, I be locked in my room
I'm a lot just like my father, I'm the Doc for my crew
Like LeBron when I shoot, like LeBron with the schools
I diversified my portfolio, give hope to the youth
My nigga woo
[Verse 2]
That's that and a matter fact
We snapped back to a whack past, racial clashes we have to patch
Fat ass in a MAGA hat, Russian pacts for a bag of cash
Backpacks with the rattatats, kill cats on the path to class
I have to ask, you been watching the news?
Less reporting than name calling, its got me confused
And what done happened to Kanye, I used to walk in his shoes
How many racks did they pay him to make him talk like a coon?
I do not know, where do we go, we've gotten carried away
Out of control, can't get a hold, nobody watch what they say
Seeming like everything fake, when are we turning the page
Me too, I want peace, but it seem that there's beef
I see people get burned on the stake and its all on display
I know my TV be telling me, tarnishing legacies
Fall from grace and end up with felonies
Any man that hit a woman ain't a man, he a bitch
And if you ever want some cutty, better get some consent
So disappointed in men that it ain't making no sense
Instead of making amends, we just be taking offense
Abusing the very ones that we was meant to defend
Yo, I think its a place to start if we just listen to them
Ooh lord
[Verse 3]
Now he preaching ain't it somethin
He be speaking on them subjects other brothers scared of touchin
Swing for fences, never buntin, gotta keep that shit 100
Ain't usually with the smoke, but you can get it if you want it
I am... Machine Gun Preacher, Gerard Butler with it
I'm killing these niggas in the name of Christ
I work too damn hard on these verses, I'm not fucking kiddin
Coming for blood this year, I ain't playing nice
I'm baking a bigger pie and still you can't get a slice
I'm dunking above the rim and they still on that Fisher Price
I never have been the type to go proving the critics right
But if you ain't constructed shit, my nigga don't give advice
No cap, lets give some claps for the skill
I am a better rapper than your favorite rapper for real
I only speak what I feel and if I'm keepin it real
I prefer JustBeatz, but any track can get killed
Hit Cristina for the booking if you need me at shows
She be managing the business while I'm cooking these flows
Swear I'm always in the kitchen, steady whippin with pros
Hit up Alvin for the pictures, Reyesthetix is dope-oh no
I'm never facing defeat
Feel the soul when I flow, they relate when I speak
The best rapper in the Valley and I ain't even peaked
Paid the cost to be the boss, a nigga came with receipts
Now I'm flossin with the sauce I'm A1 for the beef
I know these dogs just like to bark but they ain't came with the teeth
I got these niggas up in arms and they hating the chief
Only one thing to remember if you aiming at me
This nigga bulletproof
I'm 26 going on 50, at least that's how I feel
Tryna find some time for family on the grind to pay these bills
I pray they understand me, I'm tryna keep it real
But I don't think that I'll be happy til the prophecy's fulfilled
Maybe its the skill, its gotta be the flow
So I thank God he gave me Noah cause I'll probably need a boat
I should learn how to swim. its on my list of goals
But I am not finna pretend that I'll be upset if I don't
Cause still I'll be floatin, feeling like Serena bring truth in the Open
Our culture running arenas, we used to be token
They hated a man for kneeling bеfore he had spoken
Truе colors have been revealing some criminal motives
I cannot pledge allegiance, these niggas is bogus
Fuck that anthem and the racist ass nigga that wrote it
Don't you ever try to tell me the system is broken
It's working how its designed
This the type of shit that be weighing up on my mind
Before my wife and kids, I'm like Damon up in his prime
I'm bulletproof, in living color and televised
Man all your homies is clowns, they handi-man with the lies
I bankhead bounce through all the pressure
My bank accounts, they looking better
These days I'm drinking water, nigga tryna improve
I got no time to be bothered with you gossiping fools
No drama, I keep it proper, I be locked in my room
I'm a lot just like my father, I'm the Doc for my crew
Like LeBron when I shoot, like LeBron with the schools
I diversified my portfolio, give hope to the youth
My nigga woo
[Verse 2]
That's that and a matter fact
We snapped back to a whack past, racial clashes we have to patch
Fat ass in a MAGA hat, Russian pacts for a bag of cash
Backpacks with the rattatats, kill cats on the path to class
I have to ask, you been watching the news?
Less reporting than name calling, its got me confused
And what done happened to Kanye, I used to walk in his shoes
How many racks did they pay him to make him talk like a coon?
I do not know, where do we go, we've gotten carried away
Out of control, can't get a hold, nobody watch what they say
Seeming like everything fake, when are we turning the page
Me too, I want peace, but it seem that there's beef
I see people get burned on the stake and its all on display
I know my TV be telling me, tarnishing legacies
Fall from grace and end up with felonies
Any man that hit a woman ain't a man, he a bitch
And if you ever want some cutty, better get some consent
So disappointed in men that it ain't making no sense
Instead of making amends, we just be taking offense
Abusing the very ones that we was meant to defend
Yo, I think its a place to start if we just listen to them
Ooh lord
[Verse 3]
Now he preaching ain't it somethin
He be speaking on them subjects other brothers scared of touchin
Swing for fences, never buntin, gotta keep that shit 100
Ain't usually with the smoke, but you can get it if you want it
I am... Machine Gun Preacher, Gerard Butler with it
I'm killing these niggas in the name of Christ
I work too damn hard on these verses, I'm not fucking kiddin
Coming for blood this year, I ain't playing nice
I'm baking a bigger pie and still you can't get a slice
I'm dunking above the rim and they still on that Fisher Price
I never have been the type to go proving the critics right
But if you ain't constructed shit, my nigga don't give advice
No cap, lets give some claps for the skill
I am a better rapper than your favorite rapper for real
I only speak what I feel and if I'm keepin it real
I prefer JustBeatz, but any track can get killed
Hit Cristina for the booking if you need me at shows
She be managing the business while I'm cooking these flows
Swear I'm always in the kitchen, steady whippin with pros
Hit up Alvin for the pictures, Reyesthetix is dope-oh no
I'm never facing defeat
Feel the soul when I flow, they relate when I speak
The best rapper in the Valley and I ain't even peaked
Paid the cost to be the boss, a nigga came with receipts
Now I'm flossin with the sauce I'm A1 for the beef
I know these dogs just like to bark but they ain't came with the teeth
I got these niggas up in arms and they hating the chief
Only one thing to remember if you aiming at me
This nigga bulletproof
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