Lyrics
Yeah
Check
Yes
Yeah
December feels like a summer night
There's been a change of plans, niggas mad that I done it right
You called a check on me, but you still need some money, right?
With all the gems I drop, no wonder my stomach tight
This some food for thought, go 'head, take another bite
You at a loss for words 'cause you feel like I wanted life
Check the hall of fame, my name on the upper right
Officer, I'm the ticket, so that's why I been runnin' lights
When niggas wanted war, I knew better and wanted life
I won't shame you niggas, but I'm sure that your mother might
I spit the realest shit, shoutout to my brother Mike
With phones she ain't even like, that was to Sutton Height
No, your fans leavin', the game's over
I got this good from discussions with Jay Hova
I wish me and such-and-such could've stayed closer
I bob headshots, niggas chose to aim lower
Shorty got a grudge, she mad 'cause I ain't know her
Hit the studio and the mall, I ain't Noah
Flood the streets with heat, ask E, I'm a flamethrower
Attention, you pay it closer, you need a makeover
I'll send my maid over, Wack got takeover
Hermès umbrellas all the people I reign over
I was just talkin' to J Cole, she told me I need a mural
I said, "Add a S"
Philly known as the realest state
When you this rare, niggas know we got shit at stake
48 Laws, me and Skrilla some lovebirds
It's rare in the city, get the cream like custard
I'ma die a legend, I swear like cuss words
I'ma leave my mark, yeah, yeah, like Zuckerberg
Meta Ray-Bans wasn't out when I first started
Wallo told me shorty ain't shit, she just farted
I could probably count on one hand your age, girl
I ain't never spend no time on your page, girl
Took so many shots, but somehow I'm unharmed
Use my words as weapons, me, I'm unarmed
You ain't got one charm, spaghetti with no Parm
How are you the GOAT? You ain't even got no farm
That might not land, niggas know that I'm fly still
You know I'm the truth, but you choose to lie still
You should just lie still, yeah, like play dead
Female dog, yeah, we ball like shaved heads
You got a Maybach, we just shake hands
You are just a copy, yeah, yeah, survey said
Pace yourself
The Wackster
It's me
Check
Yes
Yeah
December feels like a summer night
There's been a change of plans, niggas mad that I done it right
You called a check on me, but you still need some money, right?
With all the gems I drop, no wonder my stomach tight
This some food for thought, go 'head, take another bite
You at a loss for words 'cause you feel like I wanted life
Check the hall of fame, my name on the upper right
Officer, I'm the ticket, so that's why I been runnin' lights
When niggas wanted war, I knew better and wanted life
I won't shame you niggas, but I'm sure that your mother might
I spit the realest shit, shoutout to my brother Mike
With phones she ain't even like, that was to Sutton Height
No, your fans leavin', the game's over
I got this good from discussions with Jay Hova
I wish me and such-and-such could've stayed closer
I bob headshots, niggas chose to aim lower
Shorty got a grudge, she mad 'cause I ain't know her
Hit the studio and the mall, I ain't Noah
Flood the streets with heat, ask E, I'm a flamethrower
Attention, you pay it closer, you need a makeover
I'll send my maid over, Wack got takeover
Hermès umbrellas all the people I reign over
I was just talkin' to J Cole, she told me I need a mural
I said, "Add a S"
Philly known as the realest state
When you this rare, niggas know we got shit at stake
48 Laws, me and Skrilla some lovebirds
It's rare in the city, get the cream like custard
I'ma die a legend, I swear like cuss words
I'ma leave my mark, yeah, yeah, like Zuckerberg
Meta Ray-Bans wasn't out when I first started
Wallo told me shorty ain't shit, she just farted
I could probably count on one hand your age, girl
I ain't never spend no time on your page, girl
Took so many shots, but somehow I'm unharmed
Use my words as weapons, me, I'm unarmed
You ain't got one charm, spaghetti with no Parm
How are you the GOAT? You ain't even got no farm
That might not land, niggas know that I'm fly still
You know I'm the truth, but you choose to lie still
You should just lie still, yeah, like play dead
Female dog, yeah, we ball like shaved heads
You got a Maybach, we just shake hands
You are just a copy, yeah, yeah, survey said
Pace yourself
The Wackster
It's me