[Intro] Soul… Why you holdin’ back? We never hold back. Finish this once and for all… Haha… [Verse One] Boy, I can tell that you're getting paranoid, Drifting through the static, getting swallowed by the void. Every drop's another diss, that's the lane that you employ, While I'm building bigger moves, turning pressure into poise. Your whole image getting cropped, cut clean from the frame, "Every bar you bring is sloppy, sounding copy-paste the same." Somebody grab a mop, got a mess up on the floor, Every time you drop a track, they expect a little more. Sick of wasting all my time on a target that ain't growing, Mad because your catalog's got one direction and it's showing. Every rhyme I write's a pivot, every record something new, You recycle old material and call it something true. Barely breaking a sweat, still ahead within the race, While you pacing in circles, trying hard to save face. I'm relaxed, getting laughs, watching everything unfold, You keep spinning out mentally whenever pressure takes hold. That's the cost of never listening, never learning from mistakes, Had opportunities to strike, but you froze before the take. I gave angles for attacks, gave examples and positions, But you ducked every chance because you lacked the ammunition. Funny how the loudest talkers often move the most afraid, Throwing shadows at opponents while they hide behind the shade. I'm improving every round while you're stuck repeating phases, Looking for a shortcut route through a maze of your own making. [Hook] How you think this was gon’ go? Thought I’d let your fake ass glow? Tell the people what they wanna know Tell ’em you a fake-ass hoe Oh… Thought this story wouldn’t unfold? Truth hit hard when the mask get exposed You wanted smoke, now the pressure done showed Yeah… now everybody know [Verse Two] I never said I made the aesthetic But you copied every move after I set it, just admit it Built your people off mine, better give me credit Really cared ‘bout you — yeah bitch, I said it Helped you out too much, wish I never did it Now I see the truth, everything synthetic You so fake, now it’s way too late Sealed your fate when you lied straight to my face Backstabber, whole vibe pattern snatcher Aesthetic grabber, bad grammar rapper Life look sadder every time you chatter Tell me, do you even really matter? Tell ’em I gave you the name too Half your ideas came from my blueprint, dude Took too much from me, now the cracks show through Drunk off ego, bottles, drinkin’ booze So fuck you and your girl too [Hook] How you think this was gon’ go? Thought I’d let your fake ass glow? Tell the people what they wanna know Tell ’em you a fake-ass hoe Oh… Thought this story wouldn’t unfold? Truth hit hard when the mask get exposed You wanted smoke, now the pressure done showed Yeah… now everybody know
