Gotta Have It

[Verse 1]

Hello, hello, hello, hello my white audience

Assassinate my guardians, kill em off so obvious

It don't need no arguments, step up to the artisan

Steaming on facts, bruh, so I ask, are you pissed?

Hommies getting 'Raris, and I can't get a cardigan

Call me Caesar when I get that crown of harvests

If you want a piece of, piece of me, you'll get all of em

Messing with me or Kev is the wrong choice of artists

I could be devilish and a part of sin

If you make poetic music, I'm a partisan

If that's a problem with you, I got my targets drawn

You say rap meaningless, well mines the farthest from

Gotta have power like I gotta have that oxygen

I ain't never satisfied 'til I get mad prominent

I know what to do with it, yes, I am confident

I wanna be the greatest in the whole continent

 

[Verse 2]

Hella, hella, hella, hella, hella melanin

All we do is celebrate, been rapping for hella days

Rapping for the hell of it, I tend to hella elevate

Since I need to chill out some, give myself hella space

Get myself an Eiffel Tower dick and give the world hella dick

A homie over here ain't tryna stay world celibate

I am really feeling it, I can tell I'm villainous

Going out on some pillages, giving it back to my villages

And I'm exhausted right now from being over diligent

I dropped the mixtape, but it don't matter what I say, right?

I guess I better hang tight, been weeks since I saw daylight

Juxtaposing like day, night, I ain't ever in they sight

And I swear all this ain't right, what do you think, I got stage freight?

I really need the stage lights, everywhere through space-time

I really can't just take time, all I do now is spray rhymes

But still I'm gonna stay prime, accept the fact this ain't time