they say they want to finish me they say they want to finish me this goes for all these MC I'm throwing any rappers they want to get at me I'm like Connor McGregor we can do this tour to tour this goes to all you son of a hor this is 20/20 not 21 that's for the next run coming soon.. they thought I was dead but look at me now spitting flames so call you lames claiming you owning the game I do this shit for fun remember how I made you waste yutes do number runs number runs taking it serious now you want to try to get at me cuz you know you can't keep up with this MC all the time spent in jail locked in a motherfuking cell writing down and paper everything that I felt I don't need your mother fucker farewells remember this next time I seen a motherfuking drowning machete ain't going to be around now you seeing that I'm up there I ain't bragging I started from the bottom working my way up I thank God for all my blessings I'm in a different country but I ain't stressing I know these niggas want to murder me I give you all my addresses you ain't come looking for me cuz you read my disclosure you can see it the way my composure the way I compose tracks damn your bitch realized when she heard me rap how you are whack yeah yeah is what she said I thought she was working in the Telly trying to get that bread your raps wasn't doing it and now you hating on me machete 503 you will bump 2 my Rhymes before Wayback when we used to kick down doors remember when we used to pop bottles you said you'll be around where you at now cuz it doesn't matter anymore what the fuck you do with your life