[Intro: N_A_T_E]
Yes son, yes sir, yes mon, test run test run
[Verse 1: N_A_T_E]
You can't be like me and hold it down for your empire
You’d get too tired and burnt out
But that's what happens when you want the smoke for the clout
And boast for the crowds, as if your people supposed to be proud
You ain't stand for something
Balls, dick, you a man for nuttin’ (cum headass)
And that's it, hold my position in royalty
To my people is loyalty, boat stay afloat can't compare to my buoyancy
Put me next to you lil' boys and see
Id 6ix9ine yo ass nothing but lil' boys to me
We boys to men, since eleven you at the end of the road
Notice when your timе is over due to the nova ovеr-mental loader
I've been colder below freeze since 03'
You know steelo from predecessors AKA OG's, hereditary but I drifted from that lane those ways Are very deadly
Still got more heart than the men that you carry
My crew self reliant, I know with yours y’all vary from
Buried mentals, to pencil fairy’s telling tales
Blinding yourselves, dumb asses will never be able to excel
You know the story, you got a couple records that's enough to reveal your kind of allegory
Good thing you never made it mandatory
No knowledge in your inventory
You may be sinister but I’m minister
I'm a missile to your shots, a crystal to your gloss
The medal in your bars, the pedal to your cause
The window for your soul to see
A Nintendo to an Odyssey
Feel like you perplexed cause you know it's me to help you grow to be better
I keep leveling never trembling, you looking like the rest of 'em
Go ahead and rest with ‘em RIP next to ‘em
I hope you ain’t one to run from what's been done
[Chorus: N_A_T_E]
Yes son, yes sir, yes mon, test run
Yes son, yes sir, test run, yes mon
Test run, yes son, yes sir, test run
Yes son
[Verse: N_A_T_E]
You're running away from your dilemmas
If you come from fake tell me how are you better
Tell me how as a result it made you clever
Like the discussion compared to losing money had made you chedda
Nevertheless, double the stress with time if you ain't good about it
If a man wanna fight, could you be hood about it?
Your image suit it probably really you too polite and all ease
Despite the likes of all these rappers making you feel tough
Your actions reveal bluff
Your girl can fuck you over and say it's all love, would you understand though?
Leaving you broken online socially commando, what you hope to receive a candle?
Its lights out if you duel me for stand off
Left with a bubble in your throat can't talk
Stand for a damn cause, you men all, can't man up, mad off
Stay real to those close to you
And if you fold, truth be told, the essence of your demise should come be coming soon
This for any new “up and coming”
All toast, few clues, hints, innuendos for anyone who flowing gentle
Who knew a letter composed to y'all could maybe fix the issue that we got
Test running never stops
All my flaws, I hold in awe, this the final call this final call
This the final call