[Verse 1]
Aye, roll the wood, bitch i'm smoking good
Young wizards under my cloak and hood
No one could ever stop me, though everybody hoped they would
You know I stood tall through the cold just like the chosen should, greatest [imminent?]
MARCO PLUS but I'm your main discriminate
A dangerous citizen, and when the doctor's done, you ain't no visitance
But ni**as plot, so I ain't 'taining vigilance
I can't take back dough, I only leave the house to kill a rap, 'sho
I'm next up and my stacks show
I'm a young shit popper, but spit proper
Kick in the door like B.I.G Poppa, legit monster
Who run this shit? I shoot from the hip if dudes wanna trip
I'm gunt hoe, ni**as don't want smoke shit hit like fronto
Roll the split like a gumbo, they thinkin' I was a rasta
I roll me another as I take a shot of the 'casa
And kill anybody trynna take a shot in my roster
A [budget?] young brothers trynna get out and just prosper
I been having to keep my hair straight, but lately I've been Z.I.P
They say I may surpass all of the greats I feel like D.I.D
I'm cocky as shit, these ni**as in denial with the style but bitch I'm not finna switch, so ni**a hop of the dick
They say my tracks is too cold, and my raps is too bold
Like how I'm spitting these bars and all these [trap a dooze/Strappado hoe?]
That ni**a ain't from the streets, he just
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Tha souf got sum 2 say was written by MARCO PLUS.