Confetti 2

Shit just stays on my brain
Pussy, money, and planes
Shit just stays the same
All I see
Is the drugs, drank and green
In this whole industry
Is that what you wanna see
I'm just being me
With the picked up flow, just to let yall know
That I'm back, running laps, around all my foes
Just to let yall know
I'm the puppeteer, just to make things clear
Not on them fucking Xanny pills and beer
2019 is my fucking year
Gonna make a lot of guap in this industry
I'm the fucking king
Not comparitively, to these mumble rappers with dreads inline
Yall look the same, really you must be dead inside
Trying to make money feeding off mental health
Yall need to make cash somewhere else
Watch my words melt, through your mind
Look and you will find, a rapper redefined
I flow so venomous, with rap so generous
Dishing out rhymes so effortless
In a land so treacherous
I'm just doing this shit cuz I'm a resident
Of this shit that'll make you fucking insane
In the membrane
What the fuck am I saying?
I'm out my mind, on my grind
Till I fucking die
That's my motto

I'm a fucking G
I keep it elementary
Simple, like I was spitting my abc's
Everyday, I'm just fucking winning
This is simply, the beginning
This flow, is something that I invented
Bitch I said it cuz I meant it
I'm just winning cuz I did it
Everyday for years
Look at all the sweat, pain, and tears
Pouring out my fucking mouth
Not in it for the clout
I'm doing rapping cuz I love it
For the paper too
So fucking blessed, achoo
Who the fuck are you
GDub to the rescue
Here to save rap
Damn like that hasn't been said before
I said it, I meant it, cuz I fucking did it
So effortless with the spitting
Shit I feel like I'm babysitting
I'm getting, ready
Rolling up like the military, in my chevy
Don't be jelly
This shit is deadly
You're not ready
Just throw up the confetti