Masterpiece

Ay, Bushman

They can’t talk to me

These rappers in my

Ay

Bushman and Flee

New Shaq and kobe if u ask me

We off da leash

These rappers in the city They can’t talk to me

Or talk to us

Haters on my body shake em off like fleas

Who hot like us must be off da dust must me off pcp

I gotta bad lil bitch say she wanna trap she gotta cook and clean

Excuse my French

That dope it gotta stench

Can’t hide it wit febreze

I drop the buff it make da work look hench

Like a athlete

No athlete

Artistry

I whip a masterpiece

Deep in the game I call a play like I’m Coach P

Might sell a whole thang of cocaine I'll charge them 33

We in the streets fuck the music bitch we pushing keys

These **** fighting over pussy they not pushing p

Deez **** bluffers they ain’t gunnas ain’t no thugs to me

They more like busters **** rats should work at Chuck E. Cheese

Since I jumped off the porch I been chasing cheese

I think I knew bout BMW’s for ABC’S

I turn my dope 1 to 10 never did 1 to 3

I put no trust in a friend my best friend my ski

I got sauce so much sauce they wanna pay a fee

I go super O.T. while I’m on housy

They tryna keep me caged even when I’m free

I’m so dope I might get locked up if I catch a breeze

I’m so dope that I got labels tryna Invest in me

Came from the dirt but they didn’t think that I was gon succeed

My feelings hurt you even tried to compare them to me

I’m one of one the only one that you will ever see

God blessed me wit a voice so I’m just tryna speak

They ready know when I’m on da beat that it’s a first degree

When I rap the trap **** say church and hustlers say preach

The streets turn a lil boy to amen not a figure of speech

When I say I’m greatest of all time ain’t a figure of speech

Your favourite rapper in my studio couldn’t even breathe

All these kids be talking greeze I tell em ease

Cuz if they really wanted smoke they wouldn’t breathe

If a **** touch me he’ll get a EMT

And that’s a medic so don’t even interact wit me

I got fans now back then no one had clapped for me

Fast forward present day all the shooters tryna splash for me

I feel the envy but they still tell me they proud me

I rap now these bitches wanna take out they IUDs

Bushman and Flee

New Shaq and kobe if u ask me

We off da leash

These rappers in the city They can’t talk to me

Or talk to us

Haters on my body shake em off like fleas

Who hot like us must be off da dust must me off pcp

I gotta bad lil bitch say she wanna trap she gotta cook and clean

Excuse my French

That dope it gotta stench

Can’t hide it wit febreze

I drop the buff it make da work look hench

Like a athlete

No athlete

Artistry

I whip a masterpiece