Elephant in the Room ft. Jzavion Lyrics

I keep my ears to the streets, lowkey tryna find some people

That can keep up as an equal, but it isn't working

Hip hop nowadays to me don't have a bigger purpose

They see the formula one time and they get to splurging

And everybody's so repetitive until their pockets hurtin'

And the biggest so-called killers is really pussy when you meet in person

But fuck it, whatever, I heard pussy is power

But if you threaten with straps, all I see is a coward

Jesus Christ, oh my God, all of y'all are so lame

Hitting shuffle on the playlist every song sound the same

You ain't gotta say it twice, I know the streets is to blame

Talking bout they side piece happens to be my main

And if you run up on bro, he swear to God he got the heater

Nice watch from Icebox, talking straight up out the freezer

Talking bout so many stacks, how he spend it all on rubber bands

Everyone the little bro and yet he the fucking man

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me

Don't compare me to any carbon copies

Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three

You can consider this my form of kamikaze

Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap

Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that

No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody

Headshots all year, a run for they money

Your top three, ain't a single one of them like me

Try me, I'm courtside with shooters like Spike Lee

You a real G, but play with feds like Ice-T

Talking 6-4, all these niggas are 5-3

All these niggas got drum clips and extensions

If you a real shooter, you shoot once and don't miss em

Hov, J. Cole and Nipsey Hussle, you pick one

Ain't no Lil Yachty or Lil Mosey, we killed em

I'm going head to head with legends like we Siamese

Try and squeeze multiple triggers till you get diuresed

Firing blank shots at me will get you put on tees

Hole in one, I'm teeing off on rap and the tyranny

I hate rap, oh shit, did I really say that

Damn shaft, I need a stack of one's and a Jay's cap

Fame's wack, I'm killing niggas until I'm paid back

Paid in full Mitch in the hallway until you fade black

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me

Don't compare me to any carbon copies

Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three

You can consider this my form of kamikaze

Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap

Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that

No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody

Headshots all year, a run for they money

I try to spit it different, and they said I wanna be Eminem

Why the fuck would I be pressed, getting compared to him

And if I am, fuck, I'm the best to do it yet

Hand me the Vicodin, I'm bout to get some parents stressed

Hold up wait, I need the bottle of peroxide

If I go blonde at this age, I can make top five

Yes, the year 2000, I arrived

Twenty-one years later, ain't nobody by my side

Yes, you right, this the flow from J. Cole's 1985

But if we speak about the time, I'm way ahead of mine

I sound like a old head, kicking a horse that's been dead

Misfed, mistreated since I leaned off the meds

So watch em' all fold, watch em' all tuck and roll

Funny how commercial breaks is what fucks up they show

I'll probably be here as they all come and go and blow it

You motherfuckers memes, nothing short of a viral moment

So who's the elephant in the room, it's not me

Don't compare me to any carbon copies

Fuck your top five, I wanna hear your top three

You can consider this my form of kamikaze

Honestly, this is why I fucking hate rap

Oh my God, wait Shaft, can you fucking say that

No takebacks, I'm aiming at everybody

Headshots all year, a run for they money