Pedigree

[Intro]
Ah, man
Turn me up, man
It's the dun-dunder
Run with us or run from us
Cocksucker, ha
Zeus
Harlem
Can I talk?
Lemme talk, look

[Verse 1]
You tryna find your lane in music, I don't blame you chumps
But trust me, you won't make it to it if you play me once
You're payin' lumps, wake up drunk, you ain't awoke
I'm suited for this, Jay-Z brunch, let's make a toast
Bro, how you claim you dope with that basic flow?
You hope to be this good and I'm the one who gave you hope
They say nobody rockin' Gucci over racist clothes
So I'm wilin' out in Louis but I ain't DaBaby though, woah
An artifact, you can hardly rap
If these what you call rappers, don't even call me that
The shawty wack, and by the way I'm with all of that
You hear 'em from a block away like, "Wherе the party at?"
Where it's at for rеal?
Miss me with them little deals
I had a half a mil' when you were drinkin' Enfamil
And I'm winnin' still
And I really feel you rappers keep upsettin' me I'll add you to my legacy, right
Huh, you know my pedigree
You know I been on the level that you could never reach
You known to get the whole team benched, it's past allegedly
So no offense, I'm on defense, Patrick Beverly, huh
You know my pedigree
A different kind of animal, even your pet agree
Your baby mother textin' me, sweatin' me
She won't let me be
I ain't into phone sex, baby, fuck you tellin' me? Huh?
You know my pedigree
You know my pedigree, man

[Interlude]
We ain't gon' act like I ain't been runnin' circles around you little niggas since I was eighteen and all that
Like I ain't got five projects on the Billboard charts
And out of the five projects, four of them are mixtapes
Like I ain't been burning down Hot 9 before they had a YouTube channel
Stop playin' with me

[Verse 2]
Who you really claim you touchin'?
Great discussion
Who could I get them answers from? Nobody sayin' nothin'
Ain't no way I'm buggin'
Man, you wouldn't sound better with all the latest plugins
But you say you buzzin'
I don't waste my paper clubbin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
I been hittin' licks since a youngin but I ain't McLovin
Plus the ladies love him
And not to downplay anybody but I'm way above 'em
Way, way above 'em
The one and only
You rappin'? Well, show me
I do this on my own, no cap, for delf, doley
That's why I can't be phoney
You wack as hell, homie
We click your song, drag it to the trash and yell, "Kobe"
I ain't playin' fair, don't even mention me
I'm ready to take it there and it's free delivery
Lyrically the epitome, you could never get with me
One hit'll leave you dead in the middle of Little Italy, you shittin' me?
It's the GOAT from Manhattan
And I got all kind of clout, you could only imagine
I'm what y'all are not about, I don't know who be gassin'
But niggas got you wilin' out, are you jokin' or rappin'?
I don't know if you notice but I be totally snappin'
So I hope that you notice before you notice what happen
What happened? Y'all went from rappin' to mumblin', lot of fumblin'
I'm wonderin' who you thought you was fuckin' with, huh?
Zeus
You know my pedigree