You got a lot to say But you still refuse to show it I know it, you fake motherfucker Still stuck on every single word I've spoken I got that disease, that 'Is he about to fucking blow it?' Minds a mess and the message I'll say a little slower Dead right I got the sight Tsukuyomi Three stripes on my mind Yeah you fucking know me Pound for pound y'all ain't shit to me On the low yeah they all see I got some news You aim to lose don't try to fight Go and cock the nine And get ya head right Fake streams fake dreams What you tryna be me? You got some cream yeah? Tell me how it fits in the scheme I got you caught up You just bought in on a wave to be seen Routine, cut the seams Stay the fuck out my scene Imma stick to my theme Imma say what I mean Cut your bitch ass out We got the means Pound for pound y'all ain't shit to me On the low yeah they all see I got some news You aim to lose don't try to fight Go and cock the nine And get ya head right