What's Next? Lyrics

I got no respect for the pilgrims

Who jerked for loot

They got no limit to what they'll do

as if they should

Been so tragic, My Rhymes been magic

Once again I demolished it I been rapping

This light brown MTV Raps

Like these cats knew I make classic tracks

This ain't jingle bells

Like Reason says they make deluxe cuz their shit ain't for sell

They like Heatwaves in the summer

Better Use this rap game with some manners

Free the real ain't no free speech pollination

We born to roll beyond gimmicks it's a designation

No more clearance this ain't no Daytona

The sky still blue it's a cold world might catch pneumonia yeah

My sense of humour was all she needed

When it blast they're gone and that's all I really mean

Then What's next Then What's next Then What's next

I got Them Opps keep calling me through my studio phones

I got My drainage system it got broken too many loans

Their sounds so mad cheap I can only bag beats

We went from PC way to Streaming play all type shit

I'm an MC well listen up you psychopath

Sit down, relax as I sketch up fuck this mumble rap

Thought you can out rap welcome this is a fire pit

I brand this flow Now eat your lame rhymes kid

Rappers crowned themselves and get dumbed

Where I'm from this rap is like a punter son

Only a real king can call someone a peasant

Your determination always comes with a meaning

The pressure they got makes them soft

This ain't nobody's territory lil mouse fold

You got your L you suppose to operate

Don't be fronting me nigga stay out my way