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[Verse 1: Rowlan]
I told them look it
I’m the man to fill a place
Inquire quickly
You should book it
I’m a God thats still living
Walk on water like it’s ice
Never frozen where I’m at
Still lift my city like it's light
Wack rappers on my shoulders
If I drop then that's your life
Local streets don’t elevate to my level
Get scared of heights
If I put you where I’m at
My fans won’t lie and say you nice
My movement real as fuck
So no my soul don't got no price
I’m nothing like these rappers
Who you putting up in lights
I could kill you with a key word
And unlock like all your sites
I hear your melody that shit is kinda tight
But you are not
The type sign and try to dive
Yeah we waiting on the flop
You check the truth often
It's not your reflection
You always revving up the system
Just to ride that perception
Right in front on my Wayan
Early on I brought pain
Jayceion Terell Taylor
I ain't playing no Game
My double entendres
Run it right through your triples
My home team with 10 to go
I Jerome Bettis the middle
Speaking yards until my yard
Can fit Kanye's inside
Unheard of words on top of words
I make the crossword collide
It’s never hate I’m glad you moving
I hope everyone rise
But the Market will always crash
When I can kill what they buy
They hear that I’m a the real talent
These rappers all come and go
Every low can live a high
But every high can’t live low
Woah

[Chorus: Rowlan]
See I ain’t into acting average, no
And I ain't into acting savage, no
And I ain't into making friends, naw
You tryna ride well that depends, why
2x

[Verse 2: Rowlan]
See lately I been talking shit like
Like two commas is light
And lately the shit I’m talking
Manifest to my life
Lately I hear they words
And it's a cry of neglection
It’s either Rowlan, Russ, or Chance
Nobody new's that impressive
I never bragged the way I do
When it wasn’t the truth
I used to never pull the tool
But that cause I wouldn't shoot
Now a days I go columbine
And kill my whole class
Then throw high fives' to the artist
Who poke they head if they last, then laugh
The 90’s did some sick things to my soul
Born on BIG raised on Em then watch the uprise of Cole
Real shit is still alive
But I’m diverse with my rhymes
I cash out in every market
Turning dollars to dimes
Hey, they see my drops
And think there's something to prove
Labels knocking at my door
Like Benson and SVU
Keep knocking
I’m def and happy it's silent
Rap today's Isiah Thomas
Take the green to start shining
Woah

[Chorus: Rowlan]
See I ain’t into acting average, no
And I ain't into acting savage, no
And I ain't into making friends, naw
You tryna ride well that depends, why
2x