..written, of course. Just a random verse.
Listen, you can’t keep up with this pace, faker
The things I hear aren’t really hard, the game turned to a pace maker
I’m too fast in this race, I make a-
Plastic surgeon face me to make a face and say I’m a face maker
This place is safer, people debate with fake reasons
I’m too ahead in this race, your stay a treason
Rappers nowadays have a lie ability like none other, that’s why they can’t brake, even
They tire me, catch my drift? They're so lost
They all talk about how they get head like a coin toss
Well, I don’t get head in a Benz
But the Benz is in my head, they're real like a fictive Rick Ross being a slick boss
I dead the trend, the game got no devotion
They want to give me advice, I say grab the lotion
If you want to give me a hand, just chill, I already came hard
Since day one I was the most watched, see, though no Baywatch