Pound Cake - Snap Capone, Stigz, Ounce

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To recognize the genius I am

You’d have to have one foot on Venus to even visit these arenas I’m in

Now did I say arenas or Serena’s?

I kill shit, Venus/Serena's, I kill shit, I Gilbert Arenas

I’m ill wit' the skill wit', the skill wit'

If this the shit that I build

When I’m buildin' a buildin' built with a billion builders

That’s buildin' a buildin' on top of this one

No feelin' is toppin' this one

No villain is stoppin' this one

That’d be a dark night, won’t it?

While overlookin' my city, had a Dark Knight moment

I’m overlookin' my city, same city that overlooked me

Now it’s back to back tours, cause cities just overbook me

Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that scheme

Cuz I done blew up somethin' sick like the openin' scene

Not to mention, nobody gon mention you this year

You just a joker, I really made the pencil disappear

I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow, bars like a bear trap

Shakespeare’s only rebuttal would be a head scratch

I haven’t been amateur, ever, never

Iambic pentameter, clever, better

Nobody even seems this deep

I got niggas stayin' awoke to put my dreams to sleep

But, watch me maneuver

New maroon drop for my jewel

I need moon rocks for my mule, I’m the future

Tell these niggas I need my proper spot

They a bunch of Papa Docs and Chocolate Drops

My 16's proper, give me my props or not

I went Pac at 16 when my Pops was shot

Uh, it left my mind out of place

I guess that’s why in my rhymes, I spend time out of space

So, I speak life, rappers talk

Can’t be a rap god if you’ve never rapped for God

Uh, gotta be close to him like the woman in The Bible who felt she could be

blessed just to grab his cloth

Uh, bulletin: we full of sin

If we wade in the water, the weight of it might pull us in

They, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake

Can’t fake what you ain’t, ain’t, ain’t, ain’t

Wait, if you’re searchin' for a way, wait

I made a way, all my homies used to weigh weight

Brakes, pump your brake, brake, brake, brakes

Niggas break in and take, they don’t take breaks

I can’t fail, I don’t believe in it

You don’t possess humble nor obedience

Comedians told me that I wouldn’t fly

I remember losin' family members and I wouldn’t cry

Nigga if you had wooden eyes

You could see I’m fly in my future, so why wouldn’t I?

I’m too good, these niggas good and high

Boys in the hood don’t rock wit' you Cuba Goodin' guys

Niggas on that «be alike» shit

Guess they «copy, paste» us cause we the right clique

Uh, get it? Right click, copy, paste?

Life hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace shade

White whip, a hockey blade, grill like a hockey mask

Chop it like a hockey stick, niggas pop it to pocket cash

Talkin' bout you poppin' gas, runnin' wit' those sloppy cats

Same suckas probably be watchin' you get your pockets tapped

Fuck all that cocky shit, where I’m from they cocking straps

Think you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap

But, I choose to excel

Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell

Went from no X to one X to two X, well

I been nice since my tee shirt was 2XL

Yeah that’s XX, like two exes ago

But it’s still all love like X’s and O’s

Cause at some point, we feel we have exes who owe

You know an explanation why they made an exit, and oh

If you think I’m talkin' bout my exes, come on, man

Tell XXL they’ve got one more chance

But, man I lay low

If I ain’t on ya list, then that bitch don’t exist, Manti Te’o

I’m anti A-roll, that shit they puttin' up corny

Tell these niggas they ain’t good enough to bore me

I’m just paintin' so y’all see the story

I can’t be guarded in rap, to God be the glory

King