To Be Continued... ft. DJ Noname Lyrics

Wack rappers in my city actin' like they know me

People who ain't never touched a microphone be tryin' to clone me

Name been gettin' buckets in the game like my brother Tony

C'mon

C'mon

C'mon

Wack rappers in my city actin' like they know me

People who ain't never touched a microphone be tryin' to clone me

Name been gettin' buckets in the game like my brother Tony

Toni! Tony! Tone!

Oh, you singin, you ain't Apolloni

Why you cappin' on me

Since a youngin, I been Mackin homie

I'm talking Michael Jackson

Action with them records, they ain't catchin' up

In fifth grade, J.C. Carter said I wasn't black enough

He ain't know about Frederick Douglass, baby, get your paper up

If you smart, then you know what's up

We get that Celtics love

Green all around me, but my mind is on a different buzz

Perpetratin' haters think I need them cause they see me up

I don't do that politic'n pickin' people just because

If I ever thought you hard, then just stay solid, it don't matter

Blood, and if I call you blood, then that's because I really felt you was

It's funny how your blood can work against you like anemia

But I ain't sweatin' on them cause the sauna made em ante up

They seen the hand-me-downs and they was laughin, now they hands is up

We set the bar high, the measure lookin' like it's standin' up

I'm a diamond in the rough, but I ain't trippin' cause I'm covered up

We call that protection in my section, people kinda rough

They might peep your bluff if you start buggin, tryin' to think you tough

All it takes is 48, they gon' find out who it was

Oklahoma really got a buzz off murder before us

How the hell we ever supposed to trust the ones who look like us

When the only thing that's in our mind is who we icin' first

Yeah, let's take them higher first

Come on, come on