M.G.Y.

See... I don’t do love songs. That ain't my thing. I don’t write them at all. Look, I heard this beat... Had to go make it worse just to make it flow. Not even mine. I didn't make it though. Even though it's sexy, though... Like this girl I met last week... She down to earth, but sexy as fuck. Got a pretty face... Verse 1 Step in the room and the energy shift, look at the motion, she catchin' a drift Pretty face, but she walk with a swagger, cutting the crowd like the blade of a dagger Down to earth, but she independent, never content with a basic sentence I was just plotting on making a play, now I’m just trying to see what she say Ops be creeping, they watching the movement, we in the zone and we making improvements She don’t care about the fame or the wealth, handle the pressure, she do it herself No hesitation, she locking it down, matching my energy, taking the crown Eyes on the target, we never look back, pacing the flow like a bullet on track! Pre-Chorus She don’t want a goofy trying to sell her a dream She want the truth, yeah, she joining the team Look at the eyes, yeah, she see through the fake Real recognition, whatever it take Hook She fell for the rhythm, she fell for the sound Now we the heaviest killers in town No artificial, it’s raw and it’s real Locked in the matrix, you know how we feel She fell for the rhythm, she fell for the sound Now we the heaviest killers in town Grounded and heavy, we breaking the floor Open the cage and we letting it roar! Verse 2 Now it’s a wrap and she running with me, visual clarity, sharp as can be No distraction, we setting the pace, out of the shadows and winning the race She got the heart of a soldier, a shield in the night, standing her ground when it’s time for a fight Never dependent, she hold up her own, sitting right next to the king on the throne Straight from the dirt, yeah, we built it from scratch, look at the spark and you found you a match Spitting it raw, yeah, we keeping it explicit, one execution, you never can miss it! Outro (Beat starts to distort and heavy bass cuts out) Yeah. No love songs. Just real life. Matched the energy. Took the crown. Now we out. (Final heavy beat hit)