Levels

[Intro]
Sheeeeesh!
Shit, I guess that's me, huh, uh
I'm back on one of those, shit, So Cold I Do Em

[Verse 1]
Tell these niggas stop stressin'
Man, that's a case closed
I been 'round beef
Fuck with me the long way
Since niggas always snitchin' we gon' do this shit the hard way
In elementary schools with Dracos in hallways
Grimy ass shooter but his jeans by Balmain
Investigate this scene, you gon' need some long tape
Tell me what's wrong, why these rappers always fakin'?
Actin' like I don't rap like this all day
You want a fuckin' show?
Then buy a ticket, nigga
Hunned fifty bands and I still had the stitches, nigga
Big Banc Buddha but my shoes plain Christian
And c'mon, ten bands? I'm worth at least 300k
Cuz that's what you gon' need to get me up out the way
My momma always said, "Son, you worth more than that,"
And nigga fuck an image [?] there's more than rap
A star that is me [?] quarterback
Get the job done or I'mma need my quarter back
Chillin' at the condo with at least a quart of straps
Mr. Fuckin' Mosely, yes I drink more than average
I know I got a problem, yes indeed it's more than [?]

[Hook]
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but then again you know it's levels

[Verse 2]
Lil' nigga, you know it's levels
Lyin' ass nigga, knew your daddy was Geppetto
If you want underneath me then you gotta get a shovel
Guns N Roses, baby, how I'm kickin' heavy metal
Get to stompin' in these Air Force Ones like I'm Nelly
Throwin' bows like I'm Luda for my Big Banc Buddha piece
Nine [?] [?] it's not custom-made jewelry
Diamond test a rapper, that fugazi ass jewelry
Bought twenty, thirty thousand off this shit is not new to me
I'm really in the streets every day, you ain't foolin' me
Pro Tools gangsters always actin' like they do this shit
Come on, who really blow strips? My neck wearin' trophies
Can't say what's in my wallet but my clip is wearin' blue tips
Done popped so many pills, shit, it's startin' to make my head spin
You wanna win a baby? Shit then show me how that neck feel
Police niggas wearin' walkie-talkies [... ?]

[Hook]
Little nigga, you know it's levels
You might got a Rollie too but my mine just broke the bezel
The police wanna get behind me but inside they know it's levels
This heavy-duty rock 'n' roll I'm tradin' toolies with the devil
I know you wanna be me too but then again you know it's levels