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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marco Plus
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demarcus Pollard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demarcus Pollard
Recording Engineer
Karl St-Amant
Producer
Ernest “Ness” Butler
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aye, fuck a critic
I swear they don't fucking get it
I'm ravage, I'm fucking wicked
Don't fall for these ****' lies
They ain't real, that's just what's depicted
They never had tucked a blicky, they just tryna touch a ticket
[Verse 2]
I came from the hardest times
Decided not to cry and turn my pain into the rawest lines
Wish we could pay for peace, but **** can't, like they card declined
It's war and torment everywhere we look
But, bitch, I'm very rarely shook
You can't scare me, better fear me
Drop a tape like every year but they still cap like they don't hear me
**** keep on holding us, I'ma get to actin up severely
[Verse 3]
Outside of a couple guys, keep these rap **** from near me
We don't mix at all
A **** talking slick, I'm getting fist involved
My patience getting thin
I'm tryna be the greatest rapper
And everybody telling me it's 'bout my relationships and friends
But I'm just like, "Fuck all these ****, I could get it on my own"
I ain't quitting till I'm sitting on the throne
Bitch, I put that on my mama
[Verse 4]
Alexander, he's no Alexander
I'm the best ever
There's never been anybody as ruthless
I'm Sonny Liston
[Verse 5]
****, I put that on my mama
[Verse 6]
I'm Jack Dempsey
There's no one like, I'm from their cloth
There's no one that can match me, my style is impetuous
My defense is impregnable
[Verse 7]
I was just broken down bad sitting in the trap
Tryna smoke my older homie dope like, "Let me hit the crack"
I might not sell drugs or ball the best, but I could spit a rap
Off the dome, I dropped a cold 16, they like, "This **** snapped"
Same sweatpants the whole week, I'm locked in, for real
They think I'm underrated, it's time to show I'm top ten, for real
Arrogant and obnoxious, give a fuck 'bout how a **** feel
I got these pussies sick off of the motion, go cop some Benadryl
I done came a long way, but still, I got so far to go
Ain't doing no dick riding, so I expect to have the harshest road
Blunt blowing, two shots in, shit like the Carter 4
We in the booth high as hell, lighter flick, and then I start to flow
I'm tryna shift the game forever, you lames could never
I speak my soul up on these beats to clear my brain
Shit, I just make it clever
These **** tryna stop the rain, but they can't change the weather
Bitch, I'm 'bout to be the greatest ever, I put that on my mama
[Outro]
****
Like, bitch, I put that on my mama
Written by: Demarcus Pollard