I'm still impatiently waiting, mind still impatiently racing
Still tryna get to the penthouse, at least we not in the basement
At least they nod to my shit now and niggas actually play it
And they don't mumble the lyrics 'cause they can't actually say it
And I get way too much love to worry 'bout who hating
These dudes racing, not me, I'm too patient
Like bar for bar top 3, a true statement
And y'all facades not me, you too basic
I done earned my stripes three times over like Adidas
Now I'm tryna be a millionaire I need to talk to Regis
If you think you can out-rap me then you need to talk to Jesus
Like a long conversation, soul searching, complete it
Y'all beefing and don't know what you in it for
I'm Eric Burdon boy, you gone think I invented War
Watch out who you sending for, 'cause you gone get bad results
Cause my flow ballistic and I ain't talking bout catapults
I ain't talking bout no gifts when I say I'm nice with this rap flow
Got the juice, like I'm a capsule, dragging niggas like a castle
When I start to go on tour they buying tickets like a raffle
I would do at the moment but it's too much of hassle
So for now I'm just gone fall back
And stay in school, but when I get home it be all rap
Play it cool, y'all Lori Beth you think you all that
Kenan and Kel at Good Burger I'm bringing sauce back, and that's all facts
But I'm off that, onto Calvin Cambridge
Got em dancing like they Ne-Yo, I ain't talking in the matrix
Got my songs up in ya playlist, and I'm tryna become the greatest
And mixtape is a bank cause now I'm tryna make a statement
And I'm the king of these punchlines
Beating beats up nigga yeah I fucking punch lines
I'm eating beats up you would swear that it was lunchtime
And when it comes to Crunch time, I ball like Johnny Unitas and I'm 1.9

We got the littest shit now
Oh yeah the sound is hot
We taking over ya town
So is you down or not?

Assortment of Snacks For The Ears was tape of the year
16 I made a statement, 18 I'm making it clear
Can't nobody really fuck with the kid
We gone run through game, then turn around like look what we did
Man check my catalog, don't be goofy, nigga
I been dropping gems like Belushi nigga
My team going billboard, and we ain't even tryna stunt
But you could never be too paid, unless you Donald Trump
Presidential shit, I'm facing all this fucking Envy
I don't want ya girl, but she can give my nigga Lewinsky
If the wallets looking empty, then bank account is healthy
If I say I'm self made, that don't mean ain't nobody help me
That mean ain't nobody make me, except biologically
The only time ya crews at the top is scientology
Our sides ain't the fucking same, this isoceles
And niggas know I don't play doe, and I ain't Socrates
I'm not for beef, it ain't pop before and it ain't popping now
Dwayne Johnson teaming up with Doink, bitch I'm rocking clowns
Ya time up... matter fact, let me clock you
So when the time right, I take ya spot, then I knock you down
Keri Hilson, I'm rich bitch, no Paris Hilton
Ball like Deron Williams and niggas hate me like Darren Wilson
I should be on SNL cause these verses I'm tearing kill em
I murk em they stare at ceilings, and it's only one thing for certain, won't spare you feelings
So pardon my fucking language
Go bump some Venator and get ready for Calvin Cambridge