Album Mode

[Intro]
Yo, yeah
Gold Haze on the track
Shit, I’m back in mode
Yeah, uh
Look, uh

[Verse]
How y'all got a head start and y’all still lost?
Y’all type to get stole from
And the type I would steal off
Who you know this polished but still raw?
Still even kill
Fear no man, talking nada, nil, dawg
Still screamin' "Long live my brother, Mikey" in the whip
Right before I peel off
Said I pull up like Batman
But instead, I ain’t rich, I’m a black man
But I got hands
Oh, let's do it- waka-waka-waka-waka, I will pack, man
Ball kinda like the Church Leagues Champs, like I’m Pac Div
Heard you turned 12 like the Pac-10
Packed in a whip, well shorty, get on my lap then
'Cause you coming with us, let’s get packed in
Bro got the pack, I got the ‘gnac
Get smacked then, like what’s ha'nnin'?
Said my boy off tough got Rogers on his back
Guess he a Packers fan
Finna black again if they let me rap again
Pop off his top so he would not cap again
Asking "What happened to his cap again?"
He cannot think, so why you asking him?
That nigga a lame, said me and him antonyms
Said I’m anti-him
It can get stormy, with the flows, I make psalms
You would think I was aunty Kim
Copy who? Said I’m one of one, man, they copy him
They sliding too on who hyping you
Tell 'em when to go, think it was hyphy music
Boy I’m rhyming stupid, been the nicest with it
Nothing nice but lyrics, we can get explicit over digits
Bro say that he with it
Anyone can get it, anyone can see it
Might just have them twitch it, better mind ya business
In my line of business, if you talking slick
I hope you are specific, me and all my friends that
I am getting rich with out here dollar-getting
I had to breakdown the specifics to get cracking
Yeah, for all of my niggas, we make it happen
'Til we balling, I’m talking Mavericks
Each sixteen worth double, that’s thirty-two
Every verse I’m talking magic
You don’t want no static, and the flow need a Pyrex
Said I’m Virgil, shock ‘em, talking static
I’m a player, moving major
Crazy, I’m still talking static
All you niggas is talking average
All that shit you was doing was past-tense
I did that when I still had classes
All them niggas is slow as mol- okay, look
I could never fear another man
I don’t understand
'Specially when bro gotta 4-5 in his hand
Like he tryna figure which floor to go to see brotha man
Cranium on Shuri since we drove Suzuki’s
Ask anybody who ever knew me
What kinda nigga is you?
T'Challa to us was just Fela Kuti
All our panthers got hit with clips
We already seen that movie
Nah, for real, brick by brick, I had to build, hold on
Wait, you know the deal, boy, I'm back in mode

[Outro]
Yeah, uh
Boy, I’m back in mode