You Ain’t A Thing

Verse 1) Yo, Oakkle, step back, you ain’t in my league, Claimin’ you the king, but you just a fatigue, Tryna flex on my turf, boy, that’s a mistake, I’m the real deal, watch your whole facade break. You talkin’ big game, but you just a mirage, I’m spittin’ fire while you barely discharge, Got my squad on deck, yeah, we ready to ride, You just a speed bump, we ain’t lettin’ you slide. (Verse 2) I’m the architect, buildin’ dreams while you stall, You ain’t got the vision, can’t even see the wall, Tryna throw shade, but you missin' the light, I’m the future, Oakkle, you just lost in the night. Check the stats, boy, you can’t even compete, I’m the predator, you just a snack for the street, So pack up your dreams, it’s time to retreat, This turf’s mine forever, you can’t handle the heat.