[Lyric] Let Em Know (Rasheed Saibu)

[Verse 1]:
There's no denying the weight of my words when I get to writing
When I'm on the beat
Know I'm always flowing
If it ain't Saibu, then you gotta be joking
Nah this game ain't nun to mess with
So if you ain't for real
Man just quit
Ain't with the talking and minimum walking
Cause words are important
But you gotta show em
Rats are lurking
Doors are closing
So I gotta make sure I go, no stalling
Got a couple soldiers, no Stalin
My circle is tight only time for balling
Checks are calling
So I gotta make sure that every verse crazy
Only drop bops, ain't talking baby
Got a lil black book full of melodies
So you know I'm coming for they head like Kеnnedy
[Chorus]:
Some things that been on my mind
And I only chill
When I bе with the fam
Or I be with my slime
This year imma get what's mine
I put in the work
I been on my grind
Imma be here for a while
Only better as time go by 2x

[Verse 2]:
Don't really mess with man these days
I know that you know what I mean (What?)
Tryna act nice
They be tryna act clean
Feel like TV (On God)
Ion need glasses to see the fakes in the masses
Take off the mask and the truth is a mad ting (fax)
Man I feel like James Harden
When I step back and watch all you boys get to capping
All passion, no acting
Ion need no tricks when I'm rapping
I be looking at my friends like what happened
All this beef
Man, I'm gon need a napkin
Guard up you ain't finna catch us lackin
Word to Drake, we gon slide no dancing
Lil boy in his bag, high fashion
But you know I'm ready to go whenever it's action
Aye
Only 16, he ain't got no green
So tell me how this youngin be on the scene
It's simple, you see
You gotta believe that you gotta the sauce
Or you never gon be
The person you wanted to be
I'll make em fall out of they seats
Hop on the beat
Drop a lit verse and repeat
I'm running this shit with no cleats
Give me my keys to the throne
And I'll make sure I give you something real
Than the things on your phone
How you got likes on the gram'
But in real life
Those walking next to you don't fuck with you
That's what's up with you
You don't really want love
You just tryna do
All the things that it takes to get lotta views
Ain't got much time like an interview
So I'll make it real quick for the rest of you
Live life like a boss
Don't take no shit
Cause you gonna have to deal with the mess of it
[Chorus]:
Some things that been on my mind
And I only chill
When I be with the fam
Or I be with my slime
This year imma get what's mine
I put in the work
I been on my grind
Imma be here for a while
Only better as time go by 2x

[Outro]:
I become a killer when I'm on the mic
Yeah it's a thriller
Imma do big numbers
Cause this music is my bread and butter
People swear they brothers
But they acting like they be the other
If yo homie stutter
Make sure he don't throw you in the gutter

Yeah
Let em know how you moving
I got sum to prove