[Intro] Grrah, grrah Like Look Too much actin’ goin’ on I’m not with none of that [Chorus] Walk in the spot, whole room goes tense He talked real hot, now it don’t make sense Too much bark in his tracks, no bite when it’s lit Tough for the net, but in person he flips No pass, no dap, I don’t link with clowns Claims he’s on top, but broke in his town I ride with my guys, we hold it down sturdy He swears he’s tough ‘til he’s laid on the dirty [Verse 1] Fake love stays over there, I don’t entertain it He’s spittin’ shaky vibes, I can tell he’s terrified All that bark, no bite, he’s so unprepared Step in the function, he acts like I’m not even there Wait, now he’s quiet as a mouse Talked like a demon, now he’s hidin’ in the crowd His rap’s full of cap, you can hear it in the flow Look him in the eyes, you can tell he’s ‘bout to fold I peep every move, these dudes talk way too much I don’t clap back, I got nothin’ to prove, bruh But don’t get it twisted, I can turn up the room They think shit’s sweet ‘til I walk in and boom He yells my name tryna chase a cheap buzz Beggin’ for attention, actin’ like it’s love I’m really outside, I don’t do all the noise One side-eye from me, and he’s fixin’ his boys [Bridge] Why he movin’ like that? Why he froze like that? Talk crazy online, in person he’s wack I don’t fuck with gimmicks, I don’t fuck with the act If you got real pressure, then come show me that [Chorus] Walk in the spot, whole room goes tense He talked real hot, now it don’t make sense Too much bark in his tracks, no bite when it’s lit Tough for the net, but in person he flips No pass, no dap, I don’t link with clowns Claims he’s on top, but broke in his town I ride with my guys, we hold it down sturdy He swears he’s tough ‘til he’s laid on the dirty [Verse 2] Whole scene goes dead when I step through the door Girls starin’ hard, dudes shootin’ daggers at my core I ain’t sweatin’ nothin’, I came with my crew They know how I carry it, I ain’t like the rest of you Chain and fresh fit, still look broke to me Pics full of racks, but broke is his reality Posture’s all slack, he can’t handle static Just knows how to pose and cap dramatically I’m from the side where energy’s real You can’t fake my grind, can’t walk how I feel They call themselves demons, I don’t buy the lie Every time I see ‘em, they look ready to cry These dudes are straight chumps, no cap Talk wild ‘til luck bails ‘em out, that’s that I’m too calm, so they think I’m stuck Mistake my chill for soft, then get hit with the truth, bruh Too many frauds in the mix, I can’t blend Too many talk tough, can’t stand on their end Pain in my chest, hunger in my gut Walk with this chip like I’m bringin’ the heat back, what? [Outro] Grrah Too much cappin’ fillin’ the air Barely any real ones left in there So I move how I move, no apologies That’s that Like