Ready

Verse 1: [$mall$]

Back again I'm not a rapper
ILL with it call me cancer
All day all day no bullshit
The new age Master
Dropping out of these colleges
Ain't finished my semester
Dictating I'm burgundy
On the real I been fed up

Don't mistake me for a rapper
I'm an author John Lennon
Just a few months till I hit the charts
Go go go harder
All I need is a mistress
Open doors and get busy
No feelings but you feel me
I just wanna make history

Still ain't no rapper
Pass time make time waste time
No time to be playful
I be feeling like Goku
Some of y'all should be thankful
Enemies so resentful
Thank God I'm that powerful
T.P man what it do???

Still think I'm a rapper?
Tall dark and handsome
(You know what they say about black right?)
War ready I'm strapped up
Young boys still tap out
My boys ain't scared of bars
Open doors night walker
I'm fly Harry potter

Hook: [$mall$]

Back again I'm ready
Back again I'm ready
Revealing my passion my nigga
Back again I'm ready x2

Verse 2:[$mall$]

Fuck it I guess I'm a rapper
Do it so different from masses
Did all shit back in classes
Started this shit back in grade six
Ghetto and humble but classy
Some of you needing the basics
I'm not the one you can play with
You funny we making some faces!

All of my homies are feeling good
Trying to take over other hoods
Making goods and get booked
Amazing how we getting overlooked
Still in here I'm going crazy
This shit is what makes me
Took guts and some bravery
Don't care what you say to me

Verse 3:[Juni]

Don't care what you say to me
My hustle continues im on
Back again coz im ready
The spliff is as big as a bong
Name is juni my nigga
My hobbies is all about money
Music, bitches, clothes and shows
Calling up hoes on my phone

I always just wonder on the Thursdays
I'm planning to get there in 1st place
Getting the 3 cars in my drive way
My dreams are to get onto higher places
Higher than niggas on ferris wheels
I'm Smart with the choices like business deals
Excited like kids with their happy meals
Ive been in the game like on level three

Ah relieved, i just passed my class
A drop out by force coz of money lacks
Like red ants by force get my cheddar back
I'm Flashing these stacks imma get a rack
Yea i need need to slow it down
No i need to show you out
Get you a cab to your crib like now
But after i finish my morning round

Back again coz im ready
Back again war ready
(Killing niggas yeah)
Back again and I'm steady
Willing and able to master the music
I hope i don't lose it like psychos
Juni the name, addressing the game
Im bad with this shit like Micheal

Hook: [$mall$]

Back again I'm ready
Back again I'm ready
Revealing my passion my nigga
Back again I'm ready x2