Tay Keith fuck these niggas up. Yeah. Brain dead eye drops. Pain meds cyclops. They bed iPod. Maybach my bach. Trainwrecks sidewalks. Pay less high-tops. K-Fed iHop. Playtex ice spots. That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (whoa!). Up on this mic when we're on it. That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (woo!). That's how much we have in common. We are not alike there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!). I don't do Jordans and Audemars. I do explosions and Molotovs. Y'all blowing smoke as if y'all ain't washed. I blow the smoke from the car exhaust. Flying to a party I am not invited to. feeling like the streets need me (woah). I ain't gotta dance as long as my Ferrari Spyder move. like C Breezy. I don't gotta hire goons. I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely. The sky is blue the tie is new the Masarati. white and cool like G-Eazy. While these dudes tryna figure out. how to do a freestyle as fly as me. I'm confused trying to figure out. how to do Capri styles and Mya G. Everybody doing chick joints. probably rob these little dudes at fist point. Remember everybody used to bite Nickel. now everybody doing Bitcoin. We don't got nothing in common (no). We don't got nothing in common (no). Y'all in the stuff. like doubled-up Styrofoam cups on them. uppers-and-downers (woo!). I'm into stuff like doubling commas. Find me a brother who's solid. To count the shit up then bust the shit down. When the cops set us up we can flush the shit down. We can no give a fuck shit a fucking colonic. Selling your cock and your butt for a follower. Possible cup for dollars you powder sniff. Now you're slipping call it a power trip. A product of politics. Y'all went from profit and topping the charts. To dropped in the park in a pile of shit. Knowledge is power but powerless. if you got it and you do not acknowledge it. Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it. Hiring strippers prostitutes retiring. We can spit it for ya it vans. I'm fit to be king you're cut out to fit in prince pants. You niggers—. Brain dead eye drops. Pain meds cyclops. They bed iPod. Maybach my bach. Trainwrecks sidewalks. Pay less high-tops. K-Fed iHop. Playtex ice spots. That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (whoa!). Up on this mic when we're on it. That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (woo!). That's how much we have in common. We are not alike there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!). You say you're affiliated with murderers killers (ayy). The people you run with are thuggin' (gang). But you're just a wanna be gunner (gang). Like you was gonna do something. Acting like you catching bodies (ayy). And you got juice lil youngin' you're bugging. You ain't never even been charged. in connection with battery. bitch you ain't plugged in nothing. Rap god spit lyrical bullets (boom). And gats cock your partners better tool up. This has not to do with muscular. But have guns for sure you better pull up. Strap on in other words if you're a Gunner. Roll up with your (gang). You're gon' need a Arsenal. 'Cause this bar is over your head. So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrt). Oh you run the streets huh?. Now you wanna come and fuck with me huh?. This little cock-sucker he must be feeling himself. He wants to keep up. His tough demeanor so he does a feature. Decides to team up with Nina. But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne. if you wanna come at me with a sub-machine gun. And I'm talking to you. but you already know who the fuck you are Kelly. I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss. But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie. I keep on telling motherfucker bitches in case you forgot. Really I need jaw memories. jaw like strawberry or pineapple apricot jelly. I respond rarely but this time Shady. 'bout to sound off like a fucking cocked semi Glock. Demi god let me put a silencer. on this little non-threatening blond fairy. cornball taking shots at me. You're not ready fool break yourself like Rocksteady Crew. Obviously I'm not getting through. We can get it poppin' like Redenbach. letting off like Remy Ma. Heavy artillery gotta deal a harsh with a hard shell. Put a motherfucking heart in bigger than Bizarre's belly. Only time you'll ever say I lost. You'll be talking 'bout Fetty Wap better call Diddy. Just to try to get me off. and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick. Bitch this shit don't fly in our city. Punk you don't disrespect OG's R. I. P. Prodigy. Soldier in my soul. and I told them the moment he signed me. that I'll be the most hated dumb-hated soldier. There's no shame it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch. it's a bow-legged hoe. But now days are over I Harvey Weinstein. a bathrobe hanging over. My code name is groper I roleplay with lotion. I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan. Olay the hoes like with home-made explosives. I blow eighty holes in you. Don't make me go in I OJ the flows and I'm insult to injury. Rolex to gold in and I'm [?] tryna throw in [?]. They both hate to choke and my hoe play the [?]. And I double-edge sworded. 'cause one place I poke and I stick and I turn. and I rotating motion. Invisible with the pen I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals. take my dick and put the tip in. At minimal I'm fucking these syllables. I let them lick on my genitals. I'm a fucking invisible indefensible despicable difficult prick. a little bit unpredictable. I spit the formiddable that you're bitches. are fucking with the original. I can say that me and Nickel are identical. But not us the only thing we have in common. is I'm a dick and you suck. Otherwise one has nuttin' to do with the other. None comes close to. Skunk bug soldier. Tongue shrub shoulder. One month older. Sponge mob colder. None rug hoaster. Lug nut coaster. Lung jug roaster. Young Thug poster. Unplugged toaster. That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (whoa!). Up on this mic when we're on it (yeah). That's how much we have in common (yeah!). That's how much we have in common (woo!). That's how much we have in common. We are not alike there's not alike us on the mic. (Man fuck this shit; let's go)