

Prompt / Lyrics
[intro]
At the end of the day I’m still the best lyrical artist on this app, i don’t care about a crown, people only winning because they making catchy music.
[hook]
Yeah, on the real, I'm these niggas idol (Idol)
Gotta be dumb to make me your rival (Rival)
'Cause I'm too powerful ('Cause I'm too powerful
And you not powerful (Yeah, you not powerful)
So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow (Die slow)
Die slow (Die slow), die slow (Die slow)
Jealousy is a disease, die slow (Die slow)
Die slow (Die slow), die slow
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow
[Verse]
Uh, yo, who want it with Emvee now?
I smoke 'em like hippies now
They see me, say, "Yippie," now Homes runnin' like Griffey now
They switchin' like sissies now
You niggas is iffy now
They tune switchin' up
We take 'em to Jiffy now
She thicker than peanut butter
Im nuttin' like Skippy now
She want me to be my wife
Im the best rapper now
[verse]
They call me big envious (Yeah), style defined as ridiculous (Okay)
I beg your pardon, meet me at the Garden
The number one draft, I'm New York's pick
And I don't lose like them dudes, on the New York Knicks
goes in on a fucka, like an entrance These old niggas, better change they dentures (What up)
When I get in the game, they gon' play the benches
Mami stop fakin'; talkin' bout what you got
You ain't got nathen, and you're not cakin'
Your not my taste (Nope), get out of my face (Yes)
I play the top, like eight friends on your MySpace (Woo-woo)
Stay in a child's place, check the timin' Trock niggas, like they throwin' up the diamonds
I'm bringin' things to light but you still can't see me
I flows like the monthly you can't cramp my style
Can't stand the pain here's a Motrin child
You already know it's Mr. G.O.A.T
Numero U-N-O
I got the trophies and the catalogue Just did a deal, Zona, check the catalogue
I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs
[hook]
[Verse 2]
Listen
So close, but we were so distant Wish I'da known in that instant
Ignored the hints or I missed it
I killed it
You'd always be in attendance
No flights, but always attendant Handwritten letter, you penned it Them nights we wish never ended Those rules that we wish we bended
Heartbreak that we never mended
Those messages we unsended
Best friends we somehow unfriended
Ain't care 'bout who we offended
Parties they wish we attended Got drunk and laughed, it was splendid
[hook]
Uh, I'm the shizzniyee
You should follow my example, bitch, i.e
'Cause I'm front row, Isaac Mizrahi In the truck and they suckin my diznayee
All these nighas wanna get like me
Get their own speakers and some prose like me
When I'm at the game, all the pros like me
Nighas I'm a pro, ain't a Niggas like me nighas ain't stuntin' in the cold like me
Some call me bitchie, so Necole like me
Pull up in the Ghost, East Coast like me
My bitch spend money like the coke price free
[hook]
[Outro]
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live audience , 2000s ,west coast Hip-Hop, and Auto-Tune, mumble Melodic heavy Bass, poetic, lyrical, R&B samples
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1/8/2026