[Lyric] Intercontinental (Ryler Smith)

Yuh
Yuh

All hail the king when he kill the medley
Beige leather, black dash up in the Bentley
Yall niggas dont understand the rules
Only deal with these peasants when I be in the mood
And y'all posse can not fuck with the codex
We do not care what yo area code is
Got em curious like Area 57
Used to do it for my city, but lately ain't repping
Y'all clowns get it stepping like oversized shoes
Youll only makе it when niggas acting all types of rude
Too much еgo in a world of depression
Too many rappers out here trynna live it off my sessions
Too many artists getting bled out from label extortion
Shouts to Ibrahim, he dun get the business sorted
Shouts to my team who with me ever since Indigod
Gotta jump out of the pond when you in a fraud
Many shout outs on plenty cords
In Booths in which we slept in
My niggas straight hustling no question
Shit ain't easy when you live this profession
Now we professionals
Never freestyled as a freshmen
New year, its a new century
Shout outs to all the people I call my enemy
Even larger shouts to the haters who smile but neglect us
Up on the throne
Its a new perspective