TGC 2 (feat. Sho Bakara)

Why is he being so arrogant?

Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I am

Should I settle in my craft and be lesser than

Or follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent

Oh I fell off?

Maybe ill be well of kicking the whale off his posted seeds

And see how the whale lost

His flow, see he used to be sick

But now jonah is swallowing flowing harder without a sell out

Winning without a sellout kobe to your mobi cheesing at all you zellouts

Colby where your mold be, vivaldi over cold beats, so even when my brain ain't high I'm classical

Run it back I'm black mamba to your black fish

Swimming in your golf and still staying up to par

A lot of rappers is actors not up to par

Backwards I ain't lifting my rhymes up I'm just raising the bar

Put a hershey in the air hey it hurts me when the airwaves keep playing the old same

Impressed the aim I'm bothered

I'm pressed to save the starters to keep your bars on the benches if they don't hold weight

Why is he being so arrogant?

Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I am

Should I settle in my craft and be lesser than

Or follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent

All of that wackness I'm calling it out just like the old dang tag kids play with click pow

I'm playing toe games hits out john domain

I'm for the kill out

Kids play turns to childs play

My buddy with machete, toe tag

Hits still out chucky is now barry it might get ugly or scary if you ignore us

Cause now chucky is using norris as his moniker

Put baby monitors on all you monikers

Watch this lullaby I make you shut your eyes sleep think think

Of being stuck inside of whats inside the club of sides of the toughest guys with no heart

I pull your card don't start homie

I'm the dealer of the dealers

Killing off this choke art these cough men they see the killer of the dillards

Similar to lillard shooting just for practice

Trailblazer y'all just follow behind and jack it

Why is he being so arrogant?

Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I am

Should I settle in my craft and be lesser than

Or follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent

This ain't rap its a victory lap

We running up the score call it a soundtrack

For the '96 bulls, michael jordan and pippen

You ain't got enough bad boys you ain't a piston

We ain't big, but we're defending the faith

Think weak like a 2000 puffy without ma$e

Our lines stay fresh y'all jokers past stale

You ain't feeling this you must be learning bad braille

In the city of rap I hear a lot of pop

We in the art district you live in writers block

Poetry in motion we rocking from that al b. Sure to that frank ocean

Do you see the family where hands in the sky?

I'm clowning around writing on clouds because I'm high

Just because you sound drunk don't mean you got bars

You can serve with lines when you stand behind ours