Mt. Olympus

Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap

5 Albums in, I swear a country nigga snap

Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass

Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank

Fuck them niggas, now they wanna hear a country nigga rap

5 Albums in, I swear a country nigga snap

Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine

Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind

(Yeah ho)

All this attention

I don't even know what I might even do with it

That control beat is like an ugly bitch that everybody done fucked raw

Maybe you hit it

Aww man, I'm more concerned why niggas been textin' my cell

Callin' my phone

Ask me about this kendrick shit

That he ain't even really even diss me on

I ain't drawn to all this propaganda

Rap shit 'bout as real as santa

Now I'm lyrical all of the sudden

Well last year they claim they ain't understand me

I'm buryin' this

And pissin' on they graves

Another nigga, other nigga name on your chain

And they call me a slave

Niggas scared of this country boy

Lord forbid I catch a body

In the studio tryna calm your soul

Lookin' at your manager, I think krizzle got me

I put you in the trunk with these subwoofers

5Th wheel in my shottie

I'm so prolific with these scriptures

They might give me a bible

Page 1, come here son

Mind your manners, just be cool

I know you lame when you was in school

The little fame you ain't used to

And it was easy for you to move through

English class put you off a thesaurus

Like one of these days I'm gonna be a rapper

But all my verses gonna be borrowed

So I'm a take from all these southern artists

That mainstream never heard of

Recycle all of they lingo

And make sure I screw my words up

Bravo for your swagger-jackin'

I'm overwhelmed by your dedication

You actually fooled these people into thinkin'

That your music was innovative

Frustrated

Rap battlin' never got me out of no public housin'

You tellin' me I can be king of hip-hop

And they wouldn't give it to andre 3000?

Nigga please, this award ain't got shit to do with us

God could physically come down and say "he the greatest

My favorite, y'all should listen, he have potential

To outlive the heatwave I'm a send through this motherfucker

And rebuild for a whole 'nother other culture"

And that wouldn't be enough

So fuck these haters and fuck these hoes

Damn right I still mean that

Hope the hook wasn't too simple

Either way nigga, I wrote it

Yes, I made the beat, yes, I mixed the track

I am far from wack, you a one-trick pony

I don't fall in line, I define what's rhyme

Fuck what you was thinkin', bloggers they can quote it

Lotta rappers buried underneath my house

They know what I'm 'bout, you ain't even know it

Overdosed on hocus-pocus, jibber-jabber

Snap on my stature was firebreathin' dragon

King of every castle, how you signin' rappers?

All these labels must be givin' out a raffle

Wranglin' like cattle, keep a nigga shackled

Leavin' people baffled, tap dance nigga

Misleadin' all of your rap fans, nigga

Might as well just do a lap dance, nigga

Sap ass nigga

Do whatever for some dap ass nigga

I ain't got time

To watch out for children, stay out my kitchen

The shit that I'm cookin' ain't meant for your kind

Crackin' and bashin' the shit out your spine

King with a crown, humble and tall

Tyrants never keep quiet, they'd rather be violent

So I'm beheading them all!

The lay of the land, I'm settin' fire to buildings and bridges

You ain't sell out a show until you sell out one in mississippi

What's good for hip hop may not be good for my soul

So, I keep flexin', wreckin', for the people that respect it

Check it, fuck a control

(Are you not entertained!)

Bih!

Fuck them niggas!

Yea, I said it, fuck them niggas!

Yea, I said it, fuck them niggas!

Yea, I said it, thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind

Fuck them niggas!