How you say I ain´t the best

I ain´t address it yet

But I need my respect

Let´s look at percentages I did a couple bands rest of these fuckers in the negatives

How u gon say my raps is embarrassing  u see this flow I inherited There ain´t no comparison

From mv to capital hill they count me out still like what´s the damn deal am I really not trill?

Now I´m in jersey feel like frankie valley do

I´m stacking these bands could cop a frankey valley suit

I remember these bitches I used to i value now I just pass em to the team like an alley oop

Shaq and Kobe shit that´s what me an jakey on

Going up like a two story it ain´t gon take me long

They really wrote me off called me soft

Now I´m chilling in the crib with toast and some grey poupon

I ain´t even like mustard but Imma stunner

I ain´t wanna speak on it but I´m  gonna

Fuck those two posers that´s on the damn clique

How u think it´s gonna go when u toting fake sticks

And we pulled up to your crib and u ain´t want shit

Ex bitch fucked the team and u took her back quick

And for the rat it why it took so long to get some cat

Well the cat kills the rat it´s a simple as that

And for your boyfriend What´s with the weirdo rap shit

I bodied u on your own tape that´s why u scratched it

That´s in the past nothing against u

But If u hang with a rat you´s a rat too