Y'all senseless and doubt my hits
That's crazy cause I got plaques and stacks
Meant it I shout high pitch nigga
Expensivest I route my trips
Who's art's the hardest know that I'm a artist
And I'm y'all know the rest of that shit

Don't like my choices?
Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool)
Negative voices?
I be like oh well (oh well)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell! (yeah)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell!

I been in it for a minute
He been in this game 39 years just to be exact
And I pen it just ta win it
Wit the pen it's a win man the homie so damn sickly at rap
And I been all around
All around the globe with Kaliko Krizz use to be his back
Y'all about
Y'all about see em ballin
Cause niggas be jawin the Tech they see as wack
Feels like
Feels like hatin really hard on Tech's creations
Real life
Real life fakin you really know what kinda moves he makin
Ill night
Ill night takes in evil energy just be patient
Wanna move wanna move like snakes
Then I'mma tell you go see satan (chyeah)
Never rappin like I fake everything
For the sake of the green bet you never hear a fraud
People act like I ain't shakin the scene
Steady makin my dream pop I see that tears ya sob (chyeah)
I send my lyrics to a hearse belated
When I cook but then feel nothin near the KOD
So I tell em go to the place the church created
In a book to instill the fear of God

Don't like my choices?
Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool)
Negative voices?
I be like oh well (oh well)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell! (yeah)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell!

Spent time in the rhyme
In the rhyme he spent alotta days not a praise
N9ne on the grind
On the grind he went and got us paid caught a blade
Still they
Still they try ta hate and plot on blood but he's not afraid
Will spray
Will spray all the strays comin at N9na you can rot away
I ain't really tryna
We ain't tryna hear the naysayers askin Tech kick you a style
If I do
If he did kick shit Muay Thai muthafucka
It's gonna be Buakaw
Alotta people know that I'm a ruler now
Tecca N9na forever gonna do ya proud
Makin these he be makin those buddha clouds
Runnin round the world N9na move the crowd (chyeah)
I just said all that ta say
Cause I rap this way so many of my hits been blown (chyeah)
The people sayin that it's wack today
To your master pray cause slander fits him wrong (chyeah)
So go ahead and get your laugh ya may
Be a castaway look up and your ship went gone (chyeah)
Words really never lacerate
But my rap ya hate? That'll be the sticks and stones

Don't like my choices?
Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool)
Negative voices?
I be like oh well (oh well)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell
(you know where you can go!)
You can go ta hell! (yeah)
Call me stupid?
I will never yell
But you don't like my music?
You can go ta hell!