All of a sudden now, nigga, you on his side? I disagree, so I shall keep my feet planted on they necks
Musically speaking, lied and said I was peaking
I make music every day, not just the weekends
From the ’90s to the ’20s and beyond
I flex the brawn, cape on ’til I’m gone
A class by myself, my own lane, my own breed
Mainly use edibles and barely smoke weed
The little Count that could, when they was all high-speed
Allergic to the bullshit in the sea of rap’s ragweed
To all my foes, friends, hoes and naysayers
Introducing the nice guy, the last boss playa
[Chorus]
[?]
May sound cliche
But I gets busy (get busy on ’em)
They can’t stop me
When my perm gets long and gray
I still gets busy (get busy on ’em)
They can’t stop me f*ck that, you challenged his pimpin’, nigga
Nigga, you ain’t never been in no position to say
Where this nigga is at
You know? I’ma call one nigga out in particular
And nigga you know who I’m talkin’ about
You know who I’m talkin about, nigga! No introduction is really needed
[Chorus]
[?] (one two, one two)
May sound cliche
But I gets busy (get busy on ’em)
They can’t stop me
When my perm gets long and gray
I still gets busy (get busy on ’em)
They can’t stop me
For you niggas to come through this motherf*cker
And sit here and say the shit that you’ve been sayin’? You ain’t never been on this nigga’s level
You know who I’m talkin’ about
Talkin’ about you
[Verse]
Huh
Wherever he go, their eyes stay aglow
Big Worm had a Hollywood perm
This shit real, barely gray and still grow
Dwight secure as a brokerage firm
Reap what you sow if you got a good hoe
I’m not Hammer, but they put me in the mix
Malicious tactics, punk shit and dirty tricks
[?] she allergic to latex
Fellas, don’t let ’em keep you from safe sex
Pocket tried to say these niggas give me respect?