Prone

[Chorus]
Who's this kid? Nobody knows
I just be killing these flows, you gotta go (Yeah)
This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove
It don’t want mo'
In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone (Prone)
Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts
They are just doing the most, they’re not really bros (No, they're not)

[Verse 1]
Y'all too lame, I'm too flames
At the moment nobody knows of my name, but that does not mean that it's too late
Blowing up, I just don't know which day, wait (Wait)
I think it's time for you to vacate (Lеave)
Haters are just gonna stay hating, but I can takе all of 'em out with just melee (Melee)
Yeah I put ’em in a coffin like a cold- but they are not, they are common
I’mma end up bombing this place in a couple years, 'cause I’m popping
Like a bang snap, but I won't be stopping, 'cause I'm one of the few that clocked in
Instead of being lazy, like these crazy people who thought they’d be famed because the clout they're chasing

[Chorus]
Nobody knows (No, they don't)
I just be killing these flows, you gotta go
This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove
It don't want mo'
In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone (Prone)
Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts
They are just doing the most, they're not really bros (No, they're not)

[Verse 2]
People staying in their lane, but the haters feel pain
And their brain makes them think that it's lame, so they change
And they hurt and exchange with someone who has fame
To make them feel shame, it's insane
Shoutout to Mully, I'm a monster, call me Sully
I write all my lyrics fully, and no I'm not talking Tully
Forget about the bullies- I am in the top class, and I am not talking study
In ‘18, I was bad, and they thought that that was funny
But now I am back, and all those people running, yeah
I am back, they called me whack
But that was ‘18, now they'll never say that
And If they do, they are simply on crack
I'mma keep grinding till I'm crooked when I sat
You cannot win man, I got the max stats
I am a squeaker, but I can still rap
And I will fly, RO-B. Z., now I flap
I'm the best kid here, that's a fact
What's right's what matters like Jorobe, I'm a hero like Frozone
And I'm doing it solo adding to it like promos
But, oh no, his flows so cold like snow, but they cannot feel it cause they are dangerously prone

[Chorus]
(Who's this kid?) Nobody knows
I just be killing these flows, you gotta go
This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove
It don't want no mo'
In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone
Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts
They are just doing the most, they're not really bros

[Outro]
No, they're not