Stay In Your Lane

Y'all need to stay in your lane, don't come swerving in mine

If you ain't heard of my music, I trust you heard of my grind

Sometimes I feel like the king, so right now I'm gone shine

And let you watch the thoughts and rhymes leap right out of my mind

They don't jump on the page, they appear on the screen

And I rip them to smithereens, bitch my flow is supreme

I ain't part of the team, I'm in a league of my own

Stop trying to recruit me, please, leave me alone

I did everything you're trying to do, without leaving my home

Don't need a manager, as you can see, all I need is my phone

I've been chasing my dreams, hurdling through the hate

The lyrical pistol is real, bitch I'll murder you fakes