Vernacular Lyrics

I do my best to work the hardest as an artist

Every verse ghost written, I ain't throwing out a bargain

Every hater sneak dissing, just another target

Roll out the red carpet, I'm just getting started

Yellow tape on the beat, deadly departed

Color purple on my feet, I call it Celie when I'm walking

I'm the cleanest when I walk in

Diamonds gleaming when I'm talking, I'm sonning all you rappers

Without me you'd be some orphans

King, now you see why I got it

I should dumb it down a bit, but that's a personal problem

Rollie on the wrist, I got a problem with the shopping

I used to play with rap, but now it's more than a hobby

Freestyling in lobbies while the coppers try to find me

Now we work to charter jets so we can mob with the Saudis

Turban tied tight, I walk with a halo around me

Master Chief when I speak, salute if you around me

I'm the same if solo or I got a group around me

They try to copy the sound, but you can't replicate the bodies

No human, octagonal or red light could stop me

Teflon don, modern day Gotti

Watch it, like your favorite flick or show on

I told them watch the watches, they telling me not to show off

Ahead of my time, I'll cop the coupe to cut the dome off

How you say you balling, you on wifi with your phone off

Sending shots, scoring, I'm soaring, I'll never fall off

Ahead of myself, I said Cap, you really going off

So drop your best verse, tell me how I look this good

And got the best work, going toe to toe with me

You should stretch first, get blessed first

Get in tune with your network

And double check your net worth, cause I got it all on lock

Word to Wentworth, my bars, body shots

Punch lines have your chest hurt

Song game phenomenal, you still playing catch up

Feeling like a dive, dry pool going head first

Scene left looking like ketchup

And that's light

A lot of you rappers can't talk to me, I'm just talking

Hold that

Facts

Yellow tape over everything man

This is light too man, I'm telling y'all

King me

King me