No Witnesses

I put on for my people in the streets
Eyes seen things that you won’t believe
Eyes wide open but mouth don’t speak
People rode for this now it comes down to

Woah, I’m surprised they still want me on features
Name in the title, that’s a guaranteed ether
King of the jungle, I’m surrounded by cheetahs
I don’t tattletale, want the truth, time will tell
How you more like Michael Blackson, but I’m more like Dave Chapelle
You get strung along, but I’m more like Stringer Bell
Long distance sprinter, Pulitzer Prize winner
Enemies at my table, but it don’t affect my dinner
We eating, to say the least that’s an understatement
No snitches in my circle, ain’t talking affidavits
We not tryna be them, we modeled after David
Sword in my hand, carrying you head like a bay-bay kid
Ding around, see I don’t promote the violence
Lamb to the slaughter, you hear the silence
Giving me migraines how you treat the migrants
Talking about division, with your scissors, looking blinded sheesh
I put on for my people in the streets
Eyes seen things that you won’t believe
Eyes wide open, but mouth don’t speak
People rode for this now it comes down to me
I put on for my people in the streets
Eyes seen things that you won’t believe
Eyes wide open, but mouth don’t speak
People rode for this now it comes down to me

I put on for my people in the streets
Eyes seen things that you won’t believe
Eyes wide open, but mouth don’t speak
People rode for this now it comes down to me

Boy, it's time to clean up I ain't messin' around
Got that drive like a pick up, I ain't lettin' em down
We ain't friends, you don't know me I'm just testin' it out
You speak on things that ain't yo business, what the hell’s that about?
I been supplyin' all the fire, I see that it's in demand aye
You don't want no smoke we been burnin' on different strands aye
Tryna catch a body just keep it to throwing hands
Back up off me you too noisy I smell you and all the shams aye
Sleepin' on, who you sleepin' on?
Wow it's Eli no surprise, but I been keepin' on
Heavenly Holy only homie, I been leanin' on
But holy moly people usin' me to teach upon
Homie, I ain't bout it like that, don't allow it like that
Why don't you try and have a convo ‘fore you shout it like that
In my zone it's in my bones these people doubt it like man
I been supressin' hella questions 'cause I got it like that
I been up slidin' on these beats it feel like hella long
But we just started get these haters on the telephone
My mama told me that I got it I just need to see the blessings
See the prize and I been pressin' soon it be in my possession ohh
Really don't think that these people’ll get it, but I do not let it affect me
Eatin' up everything on my plate I looked up at the waiter said "check please"
Steady been schoolin' on all these jits, so you probably don't wanna test me
Guarantee nothin' that you gonna do gonna wreck me
Let's see
Oh no
Ion stress if you don't really get me
Oh no
Imma make you love me if you let me
Oh no
Might make you regret if you upset me
Oh no
Walkin' wit this water like the red sea
Oh no
Aye, I been creepin' feelin' like I'm movin' slow mo
Look at all these rappers I'm like oh no
Look at all these other rappers there’s like no hope
Homie no hope, oh no

Black super saiyan here in case that you forgot it
I'm on go until Jesus reappears if you forgot it
I’m just striving for excellence, so I watch for snakes daily
You just speak to be heard, you don’t seem to amaze me
They falling off with their second tape & that’s an absurd drop
I’m blind to the BS like I’m Sandra off Bird Box
I’m getting older, lotta things don’t excite me like they used to
I came a long way from throwing videos on YouTube
It’s hard obtaining salad, when some issues need addressing
If I say it, then I said it, wasn’t up for any questions
It’s gon hit you hard when comes to facing facts
Like how really gon be 40 with face tats?
9-7-3 until infinity
Everybody ain’t feeling me
Everybody ain’t kin to me
They attracting stupidity
Tryna kill all this sin in me
But still I see fake energy
But still I love my enemies
They wanna put an end to me
Sorry, little suckas, boutta foil ya plans
Ain’t no drop of fear on me, it’s just all in His hands
You either friend or you foe, so please watch where you stand
Trust me, I'm not the one, I got some dirt on my hands
So if you coming crazy for me, you should lay that down
I'm better with my hoodie on or when I frown
We all on our knees until the trumpet sounds
And yeah, Imma good guy but, don’t make me put this bible down
We got Jersey, DMV, & Sarasota
I see the snakes, but what’s a garter to a king Cobra?
They coming close now and try and mess with the kids
I’ll kill them all and body them down with no witnesses
We finished it
​Yaya