Lyrics: Matthew Curtis
Music: Mike Osipenko
Verse 1:
Yo, yo, I’m feeling so dope
I got a lotta things inside of my mind to flow, flow
I’m from the Midwest but not from Kansas, no Todo
I’m goin’ door to door with the flow of a virtuoso, uh
Got a lotta things inside of my brain that’ll make you frown, make you frown
I don’t give a damn what you think that you gotta be sayin’ now, sayin’ now
Not a doctor but I got no ****in’ patience now, patience now
Wait, i’ve heard that punchline before, ain’t nothin’ but a cliche now
Nah, y’all don’t know what I am about
Y’all seem to got the wrong impression, better put that camera down
I’m slammin’ down, I’m rappin’ around, the best and baddest tracks in town
Dikembe Mutombo with that weak shit, I’ll slap it down
But I am just beginning, this is nothin’ but a prequel
‘Cause you ain’t got shit to talk if you ain’t better by the sequels
It’s Vex incase you forgettin’ it, don’t mean to preach tho
That’s word to Royce, Premier, and Logic, I’m ‘bout to go beast mode
Hook:
Nah, nah, you don’t know this
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, with the flow, sick
Cover your mouth up if you gon’ talk that halitosis
Oh shit, oh shit, asking “Can I quote this?”
Nah, nah, you don’t know me
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, got a whole scheme
Open up your mouth if you really feel that you know me
Hoe please, hoe please, go ‘head and quote me
Verse 2:
Passive agressive? Nah, I’m active aggressive
Passing tests with the rapidest breaths, I rap with a vengeance
Smacking with the back of my hand, I rap with a message
You cannot accept the passion I’m blessed with? You’re lacking ya senses
I find I got a one track mind when I’m hacking through fences
Twenty Sixteen, plenty twits be gettin’ mad and offended
You think I’m puttin’ in work to surely be passed up?
Looking for securing a purpose to get these rap bucks
I’ll show you words can hurt, wanna bet it ain’t real?
Vocabulary scary when it’s pro-pain, like Hank Hill
You feelin’ the feel of my vibe?
I feel it, I feel it, alright
Stealin’ the spot when I rhyme
Conceal it, revealin the plot in my lines
Interceptin’ the messages, representing the negligence
Leave ‘em breathless, it’s heaven-sent
Like I’m reppin’ the revenant
I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ fine, y’all
Scrubbing out the rust wit a bit of bleach and some Pine-Sol
Hook:
Nah, nah, you don’t know this
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, with the flow, sick
Cover your mouth up if you gon’ talk that halitosis
Oh shit, oh shit, asking “Can I quote this?”
Nah, nah, you don’t know me
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, got a whole scheme
Open up your mouth if you really feel that you know me
Hoe please, hoe please, go ‘head and quote me
Verse 3
2:35
They sayin’ that timin’ is money, I’m wantin’ the time of my life
The timing is right, my mind’s in the sky, I feel like my finance is tight, a’ight?
Let me - let me just say it, I’m aiming to spray it, I’m aiming to spray it
’Til nothing is sacred - I’m lookin’ at ages
Lookin’ at pencils and pens on these pages of mine
Hold on, gimme a second, g-gimme a second
I’m not no mother****in’ baker but I how I can get my bread up
Another song, another wrong
A reason to right it, record it, ’n bring it along
I’m singing these songs and rapping these verses
Taggin’ a “**** you” in cursive
Believe me, yeah, I’m not too cocky, not an ego
I’m writin’ these songs for myself but I hope that they copy with the people
If life is a beach, you know nothin’ can stop me, not the seagulls
Not the rain or the thunder or lightning, I got confidence, I got peace tho
[Uh…yo…that’s corny as hell]
B-B-But put all puns aside, I wanna bring that positivity
Right back into the system of the oxygen that we live and breathe
Whether it’s positive, negative, love, hating energy
I’m grateful, yes, I’m thankful for the motivation it’s given me
Hook
Nah, nah, you don’t know this
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, with the flow, sick
Cover your mouth up if you gon’ talk that halitosis
Oh shit, oh shit, asking “Can I quote this?”
Nah, nah, you don’t know me
Comin’ 1, 2, 3, 4, got a whole scheme
Open up your mouth if you really feel that you know me
Hoe please, hoe please, go ‘head and quote me