New New New (New New)

I know I'm like hella late to the party on this beat, but... Whatever It's the new new new... new, new Yeah Okay now just give me a moment Gimme a second, I think I'm zonin' And I reckon that this record I've been wreckin's takin' motion See I'm reckless with this rappin' shit, I leave 'em so devoted But it seems I've been demoted, they ain't checkin' for me? Hold up Really no opposition, when I killed the competition And I should charge admission but let's face it Costs have risen through the roof so subsequently making CDs obsolete And they settle for MP3's, that I give 'em out for free In return, I hope they show up to my shows, I charge a fee Cause shit I gotta eat, and yo that rent is due next week Life gets frustratin', I vent up on these beats And I'm prayin' to God he's listening, and if not I keep on bitchin' And I got a lot of problems, and I spell 'em all out I've been to hell and back and I don't think I'm settlin' down I'm in my mid-twenties and I'm runnin' through this money And lately I've been fuckin' chicks who only show up on the runway Okay that's not a problem I just thought that would be funny If it's on my list of problems, then the rest of them are mundane My liver fuckin' hates me, my kidneys do too I've been eatin' pharmaceuticals like fuckin' Fruit Loops And I find it hard to sleep at night because my heart hurts Not figuratively, literally it's been beatin' out my shirt They tell me to be original when originally I was ridiculed Problems seem so minuscule when you're little now they tend to grow Rappers, they ain't askin' me to jump up on their songs Probably cause I murder every feature that I'm on Or probably cause I beat the beat into a bloody pulp I just write down what I'm thinkin' and just watch it all unfold Some MC's kept on dissin' me so instead I took the high road Rolled a couple trees and burned 'em down like a pyro How's it feel to be a hater? And I hope you think about me every single day you wake up And prayin' I get dropped, suffer a pay cut You hopin' we don't pop, and Vonnegutt breaks up Well Biggie's got our back And I know it gets you mad While you just sittin' there Actin' all sad, crossin' your fingers Hopin' we pass Purple Ribbon, I've been sittin' Killin' a flow, breakin' a mold And Sugar Tongue inducted me so now I'm shoutin' "Go" Favorite gentleman, see I've been a threat My penmanship's like venom I just chew on beats like medicine I'm a self-made, I'mma stress 'em in Want an upgrade? well I'll help you then You must say, fuck you then I don't give a fuck I guess it's us against them And that's the way that I prefer I'm comin' out my show, no longer spittin' reserve Got 'em hangin' from the rafters Leavin' chandelier in shambles I dismantle what you handle I'm like cannabis in a cannibal I just fucked up, hold on lemme bring it back Okay I'm finna blackout on the track it's like I'm Pacquiao And I pull my pen and I leave 'em dead like I'm finna take the trash out I'm way too versatile, too agile Just gimme a beat, I chew it up, and need to spit it back out And you can find me weedin' see that's needed just to pass out If that shit's a secret, then I leaked it, guess the cat's out The bag, my bad, I mean I'm finna lash out On anybody that's comin' for me I take out their whole company Cause my regime, that's somethin' to me It's like undefeated to some degree I'm hot like summer, it's gonna be GA South, it runs in me I'm way too thirsty, and too parched Got a Purple Ribbon, and a purple heart I'd die for my team, who tryna start? Set my scope on my mark No more hope, it's time to part We thinkin', need a green light Just to murder all these beats right And I'm silenced and my rivals know my mic is like a rifle And I'm Myers, Michael, yes I know, I'm psycho