Verse 1:
Ever since birth kept it authentic
Never had respect for the fraudulent
Gunnin for the check with the thought within
Whatever I collect, know it’s God given
In a world that don’t have any standards
What’s the point of me minding my manners?
People complain bout their life then
turn around smile for the cameras
Man I do not trust em
They too accustomed to fussin bout nothin
Just hush when I bust in want no interruption
Need no introduction
I’m done with these replicas repping repugnance with no repercussion
Disgusting
I’m vomiting
Life is just liking and commenting
Everyone tryna be somebody bound for fame
Unoriginal they sound the same
Call em homonym hominids
Anonymous methods of pleasure obtaining is tainting
The populous
It ain’t innocuous
What Im observing in all of us
It’s Puttin stains on my oculus
girls smash for the cash like a papercut
And there’s vast amount of cats who will pay for love
That’s dangerous
And fake and I hate seein people vacate they faith just to make a buck
All the tomfoolery
To cop jewelry
Is not suitin me
I’m sick
Over y’all lunacy
Don’t got fluency
In all the nonsense they spit
I need a queen who ain’t acting obscene
Who ain’t livin her life thru a screen
And a team of my brothers who with it and never gon split
Soon as I got that I’m off of the grid


Hook:
Cuz I cannot trust y’all
So I’d rather go
I know you fakers are only gon get in the way of my goals
Yeah I do not trust y’all
Homie that’s facts
Last thing I want is to lie in a ditch with a knife in my back
Don’t come around here with that counterfeit
Won’t tolerate any amount of it
Don’t come around here with that fraudulent
Refusing to take any part in it

Verse 2 (Jon Connor):
Allow me to humble you, watch
While I be watching you wannabes try to be something you not
No you not takin my spot because I am the number in front of the number 2 slot
You the type to be runnin from trouble and tellin people that you runnin ya block
I do it so when I get up to heaven I get that respect when I run into Pac
You rappers be talkin like yall got a death wish or need the vaccine, you wanna get shot
In my hood they lovin it like the government they gon make sure you get it whether you like it or not
All of the dudes that I knew that was willing to shoot was a fool doin life in a box
And time’ll tell homie your soul is worth more than the price of a watch
Women in competition with their daughters over who get the most attention through their follows
Never had legitimate role models so they takin their clothes off for gold bottles
To the pretenders carrying out the agenda, what you gain is nothing to what you render
Sellin out is the equivalent to dementia, cause you become a name that nobody remembers

Hook