Still at it Call it automatic Call it systematic Don’t need a patek Cuz I know the time It’s time for the ryme It’s time for the grind It’s time for you tell the people your mind Wanna help my mom maybe not yours but mine Clouds wit the sliver line I see the sign These nigga blind Inside the ear I switch the gear Ain’t feeling no fear Take over the sphere Take over the globe I’m outta control Break the mold and be bold Game is sold never told That shit was getting old Master lee gone drop a load Never bend never fold Every winter getting cold Every summer getting hot I’m killing your not Master lee could never stop I could never give it up Everyday I’m waking up Just to tell you wassup I was all about a buck I was all about the art I was all about being smart Keep your head out the dark Iron man tony stark Ray Quan I’m the chef Can’t push me to the left cuz I’m on the left One the real mcees that’s left Clay and Steph By myself Master lee inside the stealth You temu like a elf I’m Amazon like getting something of shelf