What it take to be a legend/ Why to me they act irreverent/ Sittin here sippin on my beverage/ Hopin i can find the leverage to make this project pop/ I was born on April 7th/ Mama only 7 teen/ But a queen who had to learn a lesson/ Never question God's blessin/ Never know what He's manifestin/ But that was me I'm guessing/ Met my pops at the age of 5/ The reason why I spit these rhymes/ At 6 I decide to start the pursuit/ To be best in the game and make this music for you/ Whether you like it or not I'ma do what I do/ Tryna get my family a beautiful view/ They ain't gotta stress because of the dude/ And the path I pave/ Ladies and Gentlemen I'm Ty Graves/ And you already know what it is, I'm out here handlin my biz (x2)/ This is 4.07/ (x2) Now who is Ty Graves/ Young man living life from a rhyme page/ Husband of the year is wat my wife say/ Not the kid i used to be im glad how life played/ Out. I wanna shout to the heavens/ God thank for the blessings/ Not many make it to 25/ So the fact that I'm alive/ Means I'm meant to thrive/ Ready to see the world with my own 2 eyes/ Pops played Outkast when mom was pregnant with me/ That's how you mix up the recipe/ Rest in peace Big Body who gave me the dream/ Thought I woulda been famous when I turned 18/ But I kno in me you had seen great things/ I remember cuz you used to have big dreams/ And I'ma make them a reality/ I kno you smiling down at me/ And you already know what it is, I'm out here handlin my biz (x2)/ This is 4.07/ (x4) Now who is Ty Graves/ Young man livin life from a rhyme page/ Husband of the year is what my wife say/ I'm glad to see how life played, out/

Oh you fancy huh/ Young couple feel like we in a mansion now/ And the kitchen feel like we in a restaurant/ You know my wife got her somethin to dance about/ Needed us some more room cuz we plannin now/ Thankin God for the blessings He handin out/ Keep it humble I got so much to brag about/ Treat enemies like weird kids we cast them out/ And I know about bein an outcast/ But I still found a way to seamlessly outlast/ The competition gotta listen to me when I spazz/ Can't name a rapper with dope music like I have/ But back to the matter at hand/ I know my mom proud of herself for raisin a man/ Who take care of household, I told my cousin Moses/ We ain't kids no more, you know we gettin old cuz/ Niggas got half baths and shit (x3)/ I told my cousin Moses you know gettin old cuz/ (x2) Upstairs and downstairs we runnin up/ This gotta be the definition of us comin up/ On my grown man swagger, just to sum it up/ Came a long way from makin just 100 bucks/ Now we must pay rent, make car payments/ Let me say this/ To the kids who think it's easy bein adult/ Always remember you gotta hustle for what you want/ Never let anyone tell you you can't do it/ Whether you in an office or out here makin music/ Or at Taco Bell still drivin your mama's Buick/ Everyone's got a voice to make change you gotta use it/ Cuz you can get yourself a good life/ Stop messin with these hoes, find yourself a wife/ Keep your head up and keep your feet planted to the pavement/ And maybe one day you can play this and say this/ Niggas got half baths and shit (x3)/ I told my cousin Moses you know gettin old cuz/ (x4)

Night vision on day time livin/ Let my mind reach the ceilin/ They painted Jesus as a villian/ So just make a killin/ Thats the feelin/ Stack it up til we get a million/ Tyler with that fire forreal/ Flow hotter than deals/ I'm grindin til I find me a mill/ Never poppin a pill/ I'm dope without it/ Ask anybody/ My path is headed to the top no matter how you route it/ I'm calculatin the prior statements/ Of liars with all the hatin, the niggas I knew was fakin/ The lame nigga you mistake me for/ That's your mistake and obviously your misplaced/ Around some real kings just out here tryna make royalty statements/ Is that confusin? I'm Confucius with the bars/ Y'all niggas amusin, fallin quicker than a star/ Plus y'all are useless, like a nigga stuck in tar/ Makin excuses, better put him in a jar/ But I digress, now digest these words like nourishment/ Ty come with the purest shit/ Its NotePad and Potent Craft nigga get on the wave/ Mr KillEm WitaVerse still promotin the blaze/ Night vision on day time livin/ Let my mind reach the ceilin/ They painted Jesus as a villian/ So just make a killin/ Thats the feelin/ Stack it up til we get a million/ Night vision on day time livin/ Let my mind reach the ceilin/ They painted Jesus as a villian/ So just make a killin/ Scary bars they chillin/ Hopefully I make it to 110 God willin/ Manifest and rap with the best/ Remember this life is a test/ Til I pass to the next/ Girl bare with me you my future wife no ex/ I'm down to win so place your bets/ I only kill for the set/ You want the fish, but you hate the real so you missed the catch/ Ty Graves throw the beat, I just fetch/ I like the way she breathe with her chest/ Believe I'm the one then we can enjoy the sunset/ In 3 years I will give you a ring then we can have a little girl or a son/ Baby you number 1, i just don't say that for fun/ You so smart you makin me feel dumb/ Night vision on day time livin/ Let my mind reach the ceilin/ They painted Jesus as a villian/ So just make a killin/ Thats the feelin/ Stack it up til we get a million/

Comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ Hatin I'ma kick them in the chest/ If they talkin about the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ I promise they don't really wanna mess/ With a nigga from the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the I been cited/ Dual screen, nigga, I Golden-Eye'd it/ Oh you flying/ Well peep my heights, I been pilot/ For a feature, you forgot my name like amnesia/ Oh that's pastoral, I can teach you niggas like the deacon/ Welcome back to the main show, Hollywood weekend/ With a dot for your head like you barely speak English/ Not wanted, but I been need it, been feenin/ Give you a Fast 9 off the clip, Vin Diesel/ There's a shot if you want it, but a risk to collect it/ I'm well connected, well respected on the West kid/ King's perspective, you talkin shit from a far/ Niggas crashin the whip before you give them the car/ I want all the smoke with niggas that think that they godly/ Niggas wanna be pharaohs, exodus in the hobbies/ If you want war then say less and say bye/ Cuz ain't no nigga puttin shots in the sky in the We$t We$t (x3)/ Comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ Hatin I'ma kick them in the chest/ If they talkin about the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ I promise they don't really wanna mess/ With a nigga from the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the/ (x2) Gravey from the A got them messed up/ Lookin for rappers that's slept on, I'm the best of/ At your mama house eatin french fries with the ketchup/ Smooth like my barber when he workin on my edge up/ I be at the house but when I come out you should know what's up/ If I'm at your show, I get it jumpin like it's double dutch/ When I'm back home, it's Kool-Aid in my double cup/ And I keep the hands if anybody wanna knuckle up/ Westside Gravey, Mr. Killem WitaVerse/ Mr. Take a nigga beat, then put it in a hearse/ Been rappin for a long time, stumbled upon a goldmine/ Now I make beats and you know that I write my own rhymes/ I'm gone shine, I got to, I'm the best nigga/ NotePad Collective the Theta's, I'ma step nigga/ May look like the rookie but I swear that I'm the vet/ So you niggas better show me my respect/ And I put that on the West/ We$t We$t (x3)/ Comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ Hatin I'ma kick them in the chest/ If they talkin about the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the (We$t We$t x3)/ I promise they don't really wanna mess/ With a nigga from the (We$t We$t x3)/ They know a nigga really is the best/ And I'm comin out the

What I'm gone do today/ Try to make my moves out here stay in my lane/ Homeboy you good over there don't swerve this way/ Niggas love playin games but this ain't 2k/ Let me get you straight/ I been boppin out/ Been the nigga that they talk about/ But when I whip in the parkin lot/ Not a word come up out they mouth/ Don't nobody wanna be adult, but we grown and shit/ If you got something you wanna say to me, better own that shit/ I ain't with no he say/she say/ Better sell them wolf tickets on ebay/ With my life don't tell me what to do/ Unless my bills gettin paid by you/ Said it before I'ma do what I do/ Don't care whats on your mind do you/ Better keep it quiet like Danrue/ And figure out your next move/ Don't give me your opinion/ Unless a paycheck come with it/ Me and my wife gone split it/ But don't ask how we spend it/ That ain't none of your business/ You get it? Splendid/ I don't care about your intentions/ Just listen/ Mind ya own business keep ya nose outta mine/(x4) Little nigga what you talkin now/ Don't like how I do my shit you can walk it out/ Your opinions don't add to my bank account/ You say your peace I'ma still have the same amount/ And you still a clown/ I don't need no negative vibes around me/ Better check your aura or get you some counseling/ U sound like my old my hoes from my past with that cryin shit/ Always got some shit to say when I'm doin good naw rewind that shit/ Hoe what is you talkin about/ Why my name always in your mouth/ It's not my dick so please tone it down/ Always walkin around talkin loud/ About some shit you don't know about/ This and that about who I'm around/ Tryna show off for a crowd/ Swear you hoes always chasing clout/ Dont give me your opinion/ Unless a paycheck gone come with it/ Me and my wife gone split it/ Don't ask us how we spend it/ That ain't none of your business/ You get it, splendid/ Don't care about ur intentions, bitches/ Mind ya own business keep ya nose outta mine/(x4)

Standing in this closet, surrounded by this foam/ It won't leave me alone, I need to go home/ All this damn foam, I don't know/ What you want with me, I think I need to pee/ It's closin in on me/ It's so black in here, I ain't got no fear though/ These niggas don't want none, I'm the realest in these streets/ They ain't comin for me, nigga I'll make you pee/ Feel that fan/ I do/ See them lights/ I do/ I'm about to go hard, I don't even know why/ I see this foam, and I feel like I'ma die/ All this foam, feel like I'm in a coffin/ What's up with this, I don't know/ I feel like Kanye, makin stuff out of the blue/ What's really goin on, oooh is that a shoe/ Oh my gosh, I'm surrounded by elephants/ I think this how Kanye feel when he come in the studio and he just start makin up craziness/ Oh my gosh, this some lyrical genius/ All I need to do now is just add some sound, hold up/ What you want, what you want nigga/

Nigga on my mama/ They don't really want no drama(x2)/ Nigga on my mama/ I was supposed to kill last summer, but I missed the whole damn summer/ Nigga on my mama/ He don't really want no problem, but I'ma give it to him if he run up/ Nigga on my mama/ NPC bang 6 summers all the way from here to Bahamas/ (x2) Fresh fat nigga from the A Town/ No matter where I go I hold the state down/ When I'm on stage they know I turn the place out/ Shit ain't free better hit me on my paypal/ They don't wanna try a young nigga named Graves/ I been goin hard for the past 8 days/ Makin phone calls makin sure the team straight/ Tryna make sure that my niggas get paid/ Mama taught me all about loyalty/ Got a queen and I treat her like royalty/ Gotta maintain her buoyancy/ Nigga run up on her I'ma put him where the soil be/ I don't play about mine nigga know that/ Pull out a chopper make them run a 4 flat/ Naw I'm just playin I ain't got a chopper/ But a nigga got the hands if you got a problem/ Nigga what nigga what/ Been doin this but it's goin slow/ Now I'm back in the studio/ I got practice in with a stupid flow/ Shoutout H dot 2 dot NPC in it/ Used to be RGOS now we mean business/ So don't get it twisted/ We'll light the place up like it's Christmas/ Jus keep a real nigga on your wish list/ We finna bring records like Guinness/ Mama said always push it to the limit/ I ain't lettin up these niggas gone feel this/ If he talk shit pap pap nigga holla back/ Knew I was the man way back ridin Marta tracks/ Heard the trash they spit, don't call them back/ Nigga don't sweat, refund, here's ya dollar back/ Nigga on my mama/ They don't really want no drama(x2)/ Nigga on my mama/ I was supposed to kill last summer, but I missed the whole damn summer/ Nigga on my mama/ He don't really want no problem, but I'ma give it to him if he run up/ Nigga on my mama/ NPC bang 6 summers all the way from here to Bahamas/ (x2) Nigga on my mama they don't want no smoke/ Fuck around and fire they ass up like a port/ These niggas really don't want no smoke/ Tryna take these rhymes as a motherfuckin joke/ I ain't playin with you boys shoulda killed last summer/ Damn I shoulda dropped last summer/ Damn what a bummer/ Fuck it, I'ma kill this summer With my nigga Ty Graves we gone run up/ What you niggas know about this/ Still spit the flow that'll put you out existence/ On some real shit/ Woodruff representative/ 864 nigga we gone handle shit/ We gone run this rap game nigga/ No games to be played around here/ Nigga on my mama if you try to play me/ David Copperfield make you disappear/ Boy I'm on my game right now/ These niggas lame right now/ I been tryna boss up nigga/ Run up them bands right now/ Runnin up the bands like my bro Amp/ Yeah we go hard in this shit nigga/ Nigga on my mama I'ma represent/ Woodruff like I said little bitch on my mama/ You don't want drama, naw you don't want drama/ Nigga on my mama/ Pull up with the squad, got them things in the car/ Nigga on my mama/ We can throw hands, we can throw hands/ Nigga on my mama/ Niggas gone hate all summer, but we don't give a fuck/ Nigga what/ Nigga on my mama/ They don't really want no drama(x2)/ Nigga on my mama/ I was supposed to kill last summer, but I missed the whole damn summer/ Nigga on my mama/ He don't really want no problem, but I'ma give it to him if he run up/ Nigga on my mama/ NPC bang 6 summers all the way from here to Bahamas/ (x2)

Put me in the booth I'm with that/ Big Graves spitting out big facts/ I'm the best from the west did you get that/ I make crowd scream like Six Flags/ Got bars so they big mad/ Hatin on me cuz they big trash/ Got a new car and I whip that/ When I pull up niggas get whiplash/ Nigga get to feelin like Thanos I'm big bad/ Come with the flame yeah I did that/ Call me Hot Wheels how I rip tracks/ SuperHotFire watch me spit that/ I ain't really here for the chit chat/ Feelin like YG nigga bick back/ When you hear Galaxy with the click clack/ We gone make all y'all run with your bitch ass/ Run run run as fast as you can/ Time to bring real rap back in demand/ So I'm back to the plan, all these new rappers a scam/ Know they can't rap worth a damn/ When y'all gone learn/ All that lame shit gone burn/ Nigga just watch my word/ Shit I just missed my turn so I/ Whippity whip, whippity whippity whip (x8) My my my my music hit so hard/ Nigga bring the pain in the game, spit the flame every day like my name charizard/ They don't wanna play with the Graves/ Watch what I say boy/ They gone think my name birdman how a nigga call the play boy/ Right away boy, I'm stuck in the gray watchin the way, all these niggas do they thing boy/ And they don't really like me/ But i bet a nigga won't fight me/ I'll knock a nigga straight up out his nikes/ Better do the right thing like spike lee/ I ain't really got time for these new niggas/ I surround myself with some true winners/ Ever since a nigga stepped in the game/ Got a dope rap name, they don't know what to do with him/ What it do to them hatin niggas/ What it do to they hoes too/ What it do to them nosey niggas/ Always on what a bro do/ I stay 10 toes down like no shoes/ Power level on Goku/ Always spit the truth nigga, it's hard to swallow like tofu/ I'ma stop talkin, I'ma show you/ Hatin nigga I don't know you/ Let me get back to the point, raps high like a joint/ Real man tryna count his coin/ Y'all don't understand/ Nigga I been my brand/ I'm the best in the land/ I missed my turn again so I/ Whippity whip, whippity whippity whip (x8)

Ro you're more than my bestfriend/ I'd give my life for you without question/ I knew we were destined like a stay at the Westin/ You high maintenance, you fly ain't it/ Ain't no baggage from your past I don't mind claimin/ And you knew from the get go/ That I would lift you high when your head start to sit low/ I love your little giggle when I use you as a pillow/ Ain't no high from a cigarillo that compare to you/ Your incomparable, we so compatible/ I know you love me even you got an attitude/ You my baby so excuse me if I rattled you/ The fruits of our loving just give us passionfruit/ Just a pun I had to make up/ I thank God every morning that you wake up/ I'm never scared of any challenges that face us/ Long as we got each other I know nothing's gone break us, trust/ I got another song for my lady/ I gotta dedicate it to my baby/ You still got my mind goin crazy/ Another song for you/ (x2) Ro I can't really explain it/ I'm looking at this picture that God painted/ Thinking of our story and all it's arrangements/ You really helped me mature I'm loving the changes/ You're the greatest I tell you daily/ You gotta kno it, i gotta show it/ I get my million dollar check you know we gotta blow it/ I'm just kiddin we gone put it towards some children/ A big ol' house we can live in, what you want you can get it/ Your worth it, If you ain't heard it/ You deserve it, to me your perfect/ To make it to where you are I'll go the furthest/ Your love sends me higher than the highest bird is/ I promise that/ No more trips to the laundromat/ Or puttin up wit holes in the laundry bag/ Just a new purse where your armpit's at/ What's wrong with that/ I got another song for my lady/ I gotta dedicate it to my baby/ You still got my mind goin crazy/ Another song for you/ (x2)

Amazing Grace how sweet the sound (x8) Don't it sound heavenly/ This my musical therapy/ Tyler Graves got the recipe/ Im bussin like that chicken with sesame/ With the shrimp fried rice/ So great you would think that I have lived twice/ Damn i meant live, you got to forgive me/ Welcome to the assembly/ I'm finna teach y'all how to be MCs/ This brought to you by NPC/ Everytime I touch the mic best believe it's a smash/ I'm the Incredible Hulk, you niggas makin me mad/ That's incredible though, cuz I'm usually glad/ Got an Incredible flow, I have a son he'll be Dash/ I been honing my craft, but they been holding me up/ Same niggas sayin I'm dope go tell his niggas I suck/ Y'all be makin me laugh these niggas crackin me up/ Them niggas porky the pig your hoe like daffy the duck/ Amazing Grace how sweet the sound (x8) I was born on 407 in the 404/ Just a history fact if you didn't know/ Nigga, bringing it back steady switchin the flow/ Tryna count me some racks, I'm out here getting the dough/ Shit, legally, I ain't never ever tryna see 3 strikes/ Just killing these mics, living the life/ Sick as hell while I'm writing these bars/ Remember wipin momma tears wishin i could erase those scars/ You ain't gotta cry momma ya oldest son is a star/ I'ma make sure that you straight so I must go far/ To be the greatest is my goal, damn sure I'ma be it/ Put that on Harold Jackson, I see it and I believe it/ They told me that's what I needed if I want to achieve it/ So anyone sayin otherwise I'ma tell them beat it/ Guarantee one day I'll have the entire stadium singin/ Jumpin screaming my name I can hear it and I can feel it/ Amazing Grace how sweet the sound (x8)

Got the crowd jumpin like Yao Ming/ Hands up high, hands up high/ (x4) Got the crowd jumpin like Yao Ming/ Ty G make the crowd sing/ Feeling like Tone Loc it's a wild thing/ On my fifth album and counting/ Made it from a mole hill to a mountain/ I go where i want whats boundaries/ Glad I threw that penny in the fountain/ Soon I'ma hire an accountant/ Psych, they ain't gotta know what I make/ They just know that I'm gettin dough when I bake/ I tell you how it go when I roll in your state/ Earthquake everybody leave the floor when I shake/ Eating good lemme put a roll on the plate/ When I'm in your hood tell your mama throw me a plate/ Green beans, collard greens, macaroni and steak/ With H.2.O like I row in a lake/ Been on the top like your girlfriends bun/ Wipe a nigga out I can get that done/ Young fat boy like I knew Big Pun/ No disrespect had to get that pun/ Tryna get a bag from the show/ Better let them know I'ma do the dash when I go/ They don't want the smoke, Galaxy blast with the .4/ When you hear the bap make a nigga dance like the whoa/ Got the crowd jumpin like Yao Ming/ Hands up high, hands up high/ (x4) H.2.O droppin them bombs over Bagdad/ Came with the glock and I got it from granddad/ I got the sack and it's tucked in a manbag/ Took out my chopper my man started fannin/ Hopped out and robbed him I didn't even plan it/ Get around your girl and I act really manish/ Tellin my plug I don't understand spanish/ Come through and touchdown like Peyton Manning/ Got me a white girl she like to go tannin/ Raisin my son nigga I don't need nanny/ I might just kill you, I'm poppin a xanny/ I am bipolar, I'm actin uncanny/ You really not eatin you goin through famine/ Beatin your girl and I really do damage/ Callin my phone cuz I know you can't stand it/ I'm in your city, I'm actin outlandish/ Got the crowd jumpin like Yao Ming/ Hands up high, hands up high/ (x4) Put your hands up high/ You don't give a fuck put your hands up high/ Said put your hands up high/ You don't give a fuck put your hands up high/ Put your hands up high/ You don't give a fuck put your hands up high/ You don't give a fuck put your hands up high/ You don't give a fuck put your hands up high/ Got the crowd jumpin like Yao Ming/ Hands up high, hands up high/ (x4) Ayo 20. Let's give it to them like we did in high school dawg Feelin like school days/ Young nigga wakin up on a Tuesday/ (x8) Young Ty Graves On My Way to the top/ Spit flames and I came with the bops/ Add a chain to the lock/ With gang so I came with a flock/ NPC bring the pain to your block/ If you lames wanna talk/ These hands are a prob/ And I swear you niggas don't want that shit/ Comin from Atlanta where they pop them clips/ Lemme call my cousins we gone mob your shit/ Nigga that's real life, hit a nigga with a steel pipe/ Just to show you what it feel like/ I'm a killer with a real mic, spew bars from the windpipe/ You know I been nice/ Uncle Bens rice with the pork chop and gravy/ Nigga flow crack like packs in the 80s/ Daily crazy these rappers been fugazy/ They don't want the man to win like tom brady/ It's amazing what I do with the wordplay/ I been grinding Thursday to Thursday/ I still give them the best on my worst day/ That's only cuz I been the best in the first place/ So your worst case scenario/ Is that come in with the scary flow/ Bring it back around like a merry go/ Lookin for the best nigga there he go/ Gimme my respect like Barry Obama/ For me to kill a beat it's no problem/ All my bros bang the track with no condom/ Maybe that's why your girl call me awesome/ The only girl I worry about is Roshaunda/ Ain't no lisa Ashley or Rhonda/ Gravey don't cheat nigga that's on mamas/ I ain't fuckin with no drama/ So tell them other hoes they can pause like commas/ Feeling like school days/ Young nigga wakin up on a Tuesday/ (x8) I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man/ Got a hot flow bet you catch a bad tan/ Gotta kick flip like my name Jackie Chan/ Smoke up the gas, bet I move in a trance/ Take the hour glass then we move the sand/ Lyrical tango, I do the dance/ Call me Kurt Angle, tap out the fan/ Fresh like a Angel, dapper than Dan/ Aye that boy illiterate, sweeter than cinnamon/ Even if you covered in bread I'm not feelin it/ Battles you know that I been equipped/ Givin out style nigga just like a benefit/ I cannot smash her if I don't benefit/ Rather go write me a poem or limerick/ Chopper it fold up and turn to a little bitch/ Ask for respect and give you a little bit/ Whippin that bowl like yea/ Livin in truth so you better not dare/ Kobe just died got me feelin a little grim/ Anyone can die if it happened to him/ Dance on me, girl, put it on film/ I'm a real nigga, girl, I won't hit send/ Girl mix it up make it bend/ Girl mix it up with a friend/ Aye no sentimental, I am a dog I should be in a kennel/ I am on point boy I'm sharper than a pencil/ When I walk through got the boys in the venue/ Gotta stay calm when you move be simple/ Stay with the gat and it's aimed at your dimple/ Remix the dope and i sit for a little/ Feed on your girl, then I'm all in her dental/ Feeling like school days/ Young nigga wakin up on a Tuesday/ (x8)

Gravey from the A Town shakin up the game like a blender/ Kickin flows from winter to winter/ Remember/ Lookin up my songs on your phone that's right swipe like tinder/ Lyrical miracle individual Swimming throughu many hoops/ Til I end up in mini coup/ Don't judge my dreams or I'll pick at you/ Comin for the squad better think it throughu/ Word 3 stacks we'll leave you pink and blue/ Like a gender reveal this nigga so ill/ I ain't tryna pen a new deal, boy I'm too real/ Dodgin haters like Neo I popped the blue pill/ And messed up the plans they had, yeah I'm too Quill/ That's for Marvel fans let me start again/ I'm the smarter man, remember me and mama use to take the Marta man/ Now I'm in Spartanburg kickin up dust/ Makin a fuss, like a bubble when I bust/ A rhyme on these niggas, look at me now/ Everybody tryna tell me pops would be proud/ Big Body Jr. yeah they know he the future/ I ain't puttin up with your daily minutia/ NPC that's squadron/ Failure is never an option, you know we rockin/ With clean pressed suits on, we too on/ Dressing like that stuff on croutons/ No coupons/ Aye let the gentlemen talk/ This what happens when the gentlemen talk/ (x4) Close your legs cuz it's time to feed you/ I'm goin deep cuz I really got her feenin/ I got your girl and she tryna see me/ I got her open cuz she know I'm Willie Beamin/ Niggas talkin all that shit/ And when I hit them with that lick, then their tune switch quick/ I ain't even gone trip cuz I'm takin my time right/ These niggas hatin on me still scrollin my timeline/ Man I'm gettin it, ain't nobody seen no hustle like this/ Probably listenin to my verse tryna come up with a diss/ Just some hatin ass niggas, yea some Oprah ass lits/ Sittin on the porch, sweet ass tea ass niggas/ In black face, your hatin your race/ Got hate in the wrong place, karma got bad taste/ I'm runnin a strong race, but I got my own pace though/ I'm goin through the window cuz you won't open the door/ Aye let the gentlemen talk/ This what happens when the gentlemen talk/ (x4)

She gone send thatbirthday text/ Talkin bout come get it/ When i get it, I'ma hit it like i never did/ She gone send that birthday text/ Talking bout hey daddy/ I'ma make you happy tht you have me/ (x2) She gone send that birthday text/ Mrs Simpson why you playin wit me/ You look so good when you layin wit me/ Listenin to every word you sayin it be/ Hard to pay attention when your body just so bangin help me/ Lord you done blessed me with a good one/ She wasn't used to nice guys just them hoodlums/ You already know them niggas wasn't good for nothin/ So when you met a real one I had to teach you somethin/ Next discussion, sex or somethin equal to it makin love/ Im familiar with your body cuz we stay in touch/ You know I'm savage with this love making/ Next 30 minutes guaranteed to have them legs shakin/ You make it hard to leave in the morning/ Hard to sleep in the night time/ Love when I hear you moaning/ I can see that tear in your right eye/ Thinking we done finished/ Then I see you lookin at me/ Get right back on top and whisper/ Happy Birthday daddy/ She gone send that birthday text (x5)