Damn I don't understand why you tagging me nagging me I see your strategy and normally I wouldn't call this battery
But how these bastards see that your tracks are fleek and still they ignore like their bored and than they come again
With a tag spree in store
Your a whore mad that your friends will like me more
Instead joining up our mics so we can likely sore
You figure ill fly past you and hover on sky
As you
Fall to the ground like Lou Ferigno
From the plane drop
I got an old soul but futuristic with the rain drop
By that i mean polluted and acidic til your stained spots
Lying on the street via the Earth we mistreat
Another way your lying is the relationship
Your trying
To pass as progressive from both of our perspectives
But with all your connects why am I not with you connected
I would easily invite you I was never here to fight you
And u wonder why Duval is stuck in this vicious cycle
Where they throw shade... unless u paid to play.... your just rival
Tho if we all rode each others waves we'd rip tidals
Bigger than Jays streams
So many artists on the market we breaking the stage beams
Like Strowman to Big Show powerslam
Thru the caged ring
I believe in love forever so tho rusted my aged ring
In marriage is my main ballad tho I still will flame maggots
Who never put a like on my page yet everyday tag it
U want the world to know your name facebook Ad it
That traffic is better for u and your demographic
But your a cheapskate lookin for a sweepstakes
They tryna do this grind with cleAn clothes and a neat face
With all their benefits in a briefcase
And than they wonder why these other guys rather heave tapes
U make into a lake and hope
You'll sink with all them weak fake
Lyrics u try to pivot into spirit
Likely their not lively
Their dead not even real whats the point of giving IVs
Their dry way of living was casket from the beginning
Your ass no one is kissing
U receive what u r given
With that being said Id like to speak into existence
That your weak view of persistence
Is blessed with success as u profess your selfish vision was nothing but possessed with regress
Unsuccessful vision
We were born to mesh with the spirit not the flesh
In order to give a hand to a brother with a plan
Struggling like u ...u tug a war position hands
With a grip that is tight
If we all helped each other we'd be living the life
But we barely paying bills on facebook professing skills
That everybody ignores if your weapon aint weapon wieled (money)
Cuz talent just won't cut it thats barely a subject published
Or six nine rhymes would only shine if it
Plus'd with
Kama sutra positions instead skittles and sinning
All these thugs ain't convincing and still they caking and winning
The same idiots your oblivious how their sitting
They all work together so clever their coward missions
While we all stand divided but provided
We have an ending
To this mumble rap crap if we rumble back facts
...But we not...a lot of soldiers to make them stumble back crack
Wheelchair their meals rare
Til their minds are kneeled and their movements are chilled gears
Frozen from the lack of configuration
Take their consideration
If we would work together really patient
Stop focusing on self fam your really fragrant
Even Draymond Green will relay team
Work makes the Dream work
Through the knee jerks ACL tears the player near makes ya feet work
In the sense of your replacement if our skills were all combined fans would never ever vacant
The next one in line penning lines would be adjacent
To the taste fans embrace when
They got variety to play around with
Get grounded
U need other peoples fans to keep your land all surrounded
One mic is a dumb life No Nas lets surround fists
Held up now we got the whole game held up

Zod