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Part I
I'll probably come in like, uh
Yeah, uh, January 14th
Get y'all shit together, nigga
Oh, oh, y'all really took the bait too
Y'all really took the bait too, like, uh
Nah, I got y'all
Yeah, uh
Who would've ever imagined or fathomed that we would actually make it off of rapping? (Uh)
I had a feeling that this all would happen (Yeah)
God's timing is perfect
The last album was about finding your purpose
This one start rewinding my verses
I'll probably come in like, uh
Yeah, uh, January 14th
Get y'all shit together, nigga
Oh, oh, y'all really took the bait too
Y'all really took the bait too, like, uh
Nah, I got y'all
Yeah, uh
Who would've ever imagined or fathomed that we would actually make it off of rapping? (Uh)
I had a feeling that this all would happen (Yeah)
God's timing is perfect
The last album was about finding your purpose
This one start rewinding my verses
You'll find a deeper message
Been this way since my preconception (Uh)
Before a lethal weapon (Yeah)
Before I would tour with Jarad Higgins (Uh)
Bеfore I was trippin'
Before I еxited mental prisons
Before the auditions, y'all all fake
I use you niggas as bait, okay, that's law eight
Belief in myself, that's raw faith (Hmm)
I been seeing through y'all moves, okay, that's Spygate (Uh)
I love to gamble with high stakes and learn from every loss that I take
My mistakes are beautiful
Twitter nigga in a office cubicle commentating on Black music, how foolish
You must've just skimmed through it, how could you relate to it?
Been this way since my preconception (Uh)
Before a lethal weapon (Yeah)
Before I would tour with Jarad Higgins (Uh)
Bеfore I was trippin'
Before I еxited mental prisons
Before the auditions, y'all all fake
I use you niggas as bait, okay, that's law eight
Belief in myself, that's raw faith (Hmm)
I been seeing through y'all moves, okay, that's Spygate (Uh)
I love to gamble with high stakes and learn from every loss that I take
My mistakes are beautiful
Twitter nigga in a office cubicle commentating on Black music, how foolish
You must've just skimmed through it, how could you relate to it?
The type of niggas I hate, uh
Worldwide tours, I be filling rooms (Real)
I do it for the kids that be feeling doom (Nah, for real)
Uh, pills and shrooms all still consumed
Pitchfork writers born with a silver spoon
This that heat seekers for the deep thinkers
I might take a trip to LA Leakers (Uh)
I might press the button and end discussion of who's the best
Under twenty-five, and lay that conversation to rest
Even under thirty, I was young and dirty, gettin' money early (Uh)
Hickory Hill apartments, one bedroom
One bed shared with four people, no legroom
Futon couch, my mom and little bro could vouch (Uh)
Worldwide tours, I be filling rooms (Real)
I do it for the kids that be feeling doom (Nah, for real)
Uh, pills and shrooms all still consumed
Pitchfork writers born with a silver spoon
This that heat seekers for the deep thinkers
I might take a trip to LA Leakers (Uh)
I might press the button and end discussion of who's the best
Under twenty-five, and lay that conversation to rest
Even under thirty, I was young and dirty, gettin' money early (Uh)
Hickory Hill apartments, one bedroom
One bed shared with four people, no legroom
Futon couch, my mom and little bro could vouch (Uh)
Hard times maketh man (Real)
I was fifteen takin' Xans
Droppin' mixtapes and creatin' plans
Manifestation, God's creation
My step pops was in the nation, learn moderation (Uh)
Learn discipline, no Christmas gift
We was like, "Fuck Saint Nicholas," my flow ridiculous
Time is limited upon this Earth
Before the death and after the birth
From a bird's-eye view, my third eye grew
For sure, I knew I was destined to do this shit
January fourteenth, coming sooner than expected
My mind is hectic, thoughts eclectic
At times I felt disrespected by the genre I love
Uh, fuck you niggas, only God can judge
January 14th, From a Birds Eye View
I was fifteen takin' Xans
Droppin' mixtapes and creatin' plans
Manifestation, God's creation
My step pops was in the nation, learn moderation (Uh)
Learn discipline, no Christmas gift
We was like, "Fuck Saint Nicholas," my flow ridiculous
Time is limited upon this Earth
Before the death and after the birth
From a bird's-eye view, my third eye grew
For sure, I knew I was destined to do this shit
January fourteenth, coming sooner than expected
My mind is hectic, thoughts eclectic
At times I felt disrespected by the genre I love
Uh, fuck you niggas, only God can judge
January 14th, From a Birds Eye View
I'll reassure what you already knew on January 14th
Part II
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
I see dead people
Okay, cool, uh
This is for back in the days
Before the accolades, packing the stage
This fame shit was a slap in the face
Couldn't fathom people I idolize, rapping was fake (Woo)
Imagine the weight you carry from having information that could bury 'em
I'd rather not say
Part II
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
I see dead people
Okay, cool, uh
This is for back in the days
Before the accolades, packing the stage
This fame shit was a slap in the face
Couldn't fathom people I idolize, rapping was fake (Woo)
Imagine the weight you carry from having information that could bury 'em
I'd rather not say
Continue to give you the real from an accurate place
They kill niggas just for speaking the truth
A hypothermic nigga could heal from all this fucking heat in the booth (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
The season of reaping the fruits that I labored for
A work man is worthy of his hire
I'm only inspired by legacy and early desires
I'll admit it, I'm far from perfect
I'm shallow, but far from nervous
I get a dopamine spike for every car I purchase
What is the truth? My nigga, we all are searching, uh
1/14, the album is soon to come (Uh)
My future set in stone, my peers, I fear none (Never)
Straight up off the Lear, it's clear I'm tier one (Haha)
They kill niggas just for speaking the truth
A hypothermic nigga could heal from all this fucking heat in the booth (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
The season of reaping the fruits that I labored for
A work man is worthy of his hire
I'm only inspired by legacy and early desires
I'll admit it, I'm far from perfect
I'm shallow, but far from nervous
I get a dopamine spike for every car I purchase
What is the truth? My nigga, we all are searching, uh
1/14, the album is soon to come (Uh)
My future set in stone, my peers, I fear none (Never)
Straight up off the Lear, it's clear I'm tier one (Haha)
Your favorite artist's catalog just tears my eardrums (Stop)
Please, stop the comparisons, God, it's embarrassing
Straight out of Maryland
It's not a sprint, it's a marathon
My nigga Cam told me it's time to take over (Uh)
My nigga Ean styles and drives a Range Rover (Skrrt, real)
But fuck that, right back to it
This that hijack music
Your style more common than Iraq shootings (Fah)
A nigga don't want war with me, you not that stupid
Black Air Forces, my energy attack their sources (Kill)
I could diss the whole rap game and fill it with corpses (Boom)
Please, stop the comparisons, God, it's embarrassing
Straight out of Maryland
It's not a sprint, it's a marathon
My nigga Cam told me it's time to take over (Uh)
My nigga Ean styles and drives a Range Rover (Skrrt, real)
But fuck that, right back to it
This that hijack music
Your style more common than Iraq shootings (Fah)
A nigga don't want war with me, you not that stupid
Black Air Forces, my energy attack their sources (Kill)
I could diss the whole rap game and fill it with corpses (Boom)
And shout-out my nigga Three and Curren$y, still in New Orleans (For real)
I can see a war is coming, this feeling's enormous
It's time to kill these niggas, man (Ooh)
Let's go
My catalog's flawless, your last album was garbage (Wack)
My competition's shooting themselves, happens too often (For real)
My only regret was I couldn't dig up your coffin
From a Birds Eye View, I'll reassure what you already knew
One, two, three, four, five (Ah)
I'm the best rapper under twenty-five
And this ain't saying much, it's no surprise
But they don't give you your flowers 'til you die
Fuck your first week sales predictions and your failed conviction (Uh)
I can see a war is coming, this feeling's enormous
It's time to kill these niggas, man (Ooh)
Let's go
My catalog's flawless, your last album was garbage (Wack)
My competition's shooting themselves, happens too often (For real)
My only regret was I couldn't dig up your coffin
From a Birds Eye View, I'll reassure what you already knew
One, two, three, four, five (Ah)
I'm the best rapper under twenty-five
And this ain't saying much, it's no surprise
But they don't give you your flowers 'til you die
Fuck your first week sales predictions and your failed conviction (Uh)
Free my nigga Mac and Simba up in the prison (Free Sim')
Rest assured, soon, all of my niggas is winning
This is just the beginning
Motherfucker, I'm coming
Uh, From a Birds Eye View
January 14th
Fasten your motherfucking seatbelts, niggas
Get y'all fucking shit together, man
Garbage-ass niggas
Stop fuckin' , ooh, mmm
Say less and do more
Let's get it
Rest assured, soon, all of my niggas is winning
This is just the beginning
Motherfucker, I'm coming
Uh, From a Birds Eye View
January 14th
Fasten your motherfucking seatbelts, niggas
Get y'all fucking shit together, man
Garbage-ass niggas
Stop fuckin' , ooh, mmm
Say less and do more
Let's get it
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