1v1. (Ego-Duel)

[Verse]
Nigga can’t predict my groove
Sauce might get took
But they can’t take you
Way the beats get cooked
Had to bless this food
Nigga, eat up
Told 'em I was next
And now I made 'em turn believer
Big city popping
Eight rolled with my feet up
Hold on, I'm just getting started let me heat up
Niggas tryna bargain
I need cash for the feature
Nigga make me laugh
He think he Martin, but he Gina
Stats like muh'fucking Hardin, ain’t nan nigga guarding me
Shawty ain’t starting
Nigga ain’t tough but my heart like shark skin
I am legend
Give a fuck 'cause I am in all in
More like Will, nigga
I am not Jaden
Now that shit racist, boy
Fuck is you saying?
I am in the XB
Ridin' till the day ends
Niggas in a thought loop
Running in place
While me and my ego
Fighting for space
Real shit ain’t rapping
Just stating my case
Told the fuck, nigga get outta my face!
Told the fuck, nigga get outta my face!
Wait, don’t you see me tryna count this cake, my nigga?
Get the fuck out my face!
Please, get the fuck out my face!

[Chorus]
Me, I met my ego
Face to face, we had a duel
I was slick abused
'Cause I had let it use me
Had to stand my ground
Georgia red clay on my shoes
Bloodied, battered, bruised
It was so confusing
Nigga tried my life
I had to do what I had to do
Bloodied, battered, bruised
It was so confusing
Me, I met my ego
Face to face, we had a duel
I was slick abused
'Cause I had let it use me