Life Alert

[Intro] *coughing* Go [Verse 1] I tend to mind my business, when I'm minding my business Oh the faggots they senseless, leave them on they benches Niggas talk in Benzes, killer talk in ends, it's Foreign names on my frame, casting shade through my lenses This nigga on some other shit, fronting like he son the bitch Took him to the back for a snack and got him stuttering Ain't no need for wondering, bitch, while you were slumbering Cakes was in the kitchin just cheffin up some more better shit Save them weak subliminals for when you get your menustral Bitch like me, I'm fin' to shoe and shit all on your lyrical, ahh... (Hol' up hol' up hol' up) But these niggas don't hear me though The shit I spit is like a motherfucking miracle I'm fucking laughing at these lil' niggas Sitting pretty straight, relaxing on these lil' niggas Designer wear just for maxing on these lil' niggas Who really hate I put the clap into these lil' niggas [Interlude] "I'm one of the top upcoming children (legendary). You have legendary children and upcoming legendary children (aight)." [Verse 2] This shit I do in the booth is unbelievable Tryna do it like me - unachievable On my grind and these fags try to do it to That's why the spot where I perch is unreachable