Lyrics
I wanna hear the new shit, a lil, a lil somethin’
I feel alot of the hatred so I’ma go create you a hit
I’m feelin’ alot of the hatred so I have to create you a hit
I gotta say what it is
Say what it is, it’s comin’ in?
Ay, they gonna try me, they on my body, new illuminati
No way to describe me, no other word other than Godly
I run it back to back to back to back, ain’t no one beside me
I’m doin’ ’em grimey (yeah)
I don’t know what got inside me (yeah)
Durag energy
I’m on a wave, you niggas cap
Give you the shakes like Faces of Death tapes
When that lady got hit on the track
I’m seeing black, so I gotta black, the magic is black (magic is black)
What generation don’t listen to Nas, don’t listen to rap
Spit on my platinum plaques
They probably spit on my grave for real
I split ’em like Puffy and Mase for real
‘Cause I got a budget to waste for real
Hit-boy on the drum and the bass
Nobody jump on the stage
R.i.p. Trouble, but niggas is actin’ like
They want some trouble today (let’s go)
I’ma say what it is, I’m the one taking the risk
Y’all creatin’ the hate but I be creatin’ with Hit
Ain’t no way we can miss (no)
Ain’t no way we can miss (no)
Ain’t no way we can miss (no)
Can’t put a grade on my shit (no)
Y’all should be ashamed of y’all list (A+)
I put some pain into this
I put my veins, blood, bone, soul
I put my brain into this
Y’all moving brainless
Anything to be famous
I’m a magician, you should listen, it’s never the same tricks
2020, when we did the first one
Five album run, now the cursed one, it’s a blessed one
By the time y’all hear this, we be half way through the next one
Bless up
All the rappers we lost, I’m hopin’ they rest up
Back to my Roots like Questlove
Still avoidin’ the extras
What will they say today, I came from carrying crates
To touring through various states
I’m doing what’s never been done to this day
Even the great can be on the plate, nobody safe
Abracadabra, saw ’em in half and then reattach ’em, I’m doing magic
Can you escape?
I gotta say what it is, I been the one takin’ the risk
Y’all creatin’ the hate but I be creatin’ with Hit
Ain’t no way we can miss (no)
Ain’t no way we can miss (yo)
Ain’t no way we can miss (yo)
Can’t put a grade on my shit
They gonna try me, they on my body, new illuminati
Killin’ em easy, God, I’m doin’ this thing as a hobby
I’m runnin’ it back to back to back to back, ain’t no one beside me
I’m doin’ em grimey (yeah)
I don’t know what got inside me (yeah)
Yo, Hit
Can you believe this?
You are doing juju, abracadabra niggas
And you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout
Kids fightin’ people
You know we been fightin’ 400
And still fightin’ to this day, to this day, to this day
You just sit here don’t know what I’m talkin’ about
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