Street heat beats. That bass tho. Say-oh-no I didn’t mean that, like-fat-joe I make em lean back, Give me-ago on upon this clean track ,telling me it’s old like you already seen it Seen it now it’s to late you can’t LOOK away So put dem hands together like you was about to prey, Take...5, Your side lookin like they they need a break, Im working overtime So dont mind if I finish late. Make-no mistake I’m coming back again/ get out the way, beep beep like I’m backing in, No slacking when it comes to raps I’m dedicated, so gimme space let me be the first to demonstrate it, made it? nah, still got a long way to go, checking the time like my rhyme is what you waiting for, This Rated so, you can chill, enjoy the show/now get them hands up people as they bass go. Yeah what about that bass tho/ give you a taste bro/ until you’ve had a face full/ to late yo/ I’m making moves that’s calculated/ Motivated /with raps that I’ve now created situated, In places be right in front of you/ Stay out the way/can guarantee, That I’m running through, I wonder whos , ready to see the way I shine Coz you...gon...see. The way that I, put it together weather it’s not so love a lee aint Wondering why they Mad/ Coz It Dont Trouble me, We in a race where second place ain’t good enough, Im in a rush, it’s a must, that I Begin to bust, Trust that, my flows phat, like over weight, give it a go, jus know that this is over mate, Overtaken/im waiting be at the finish line