Young Messiah Lyrics

I get it crackin like Chris rock in Madagascar

They keep tryna edit me out but I close the chapter

Nobody ever can measure mention me for better

Say they wanna call me out promise you gon get the best of

Best of me I'ma get it bitch

Mess mess mess with me when I hear the shit

This that pressure when that pressure gets

Last time they wanna see me fall

Last time they seeing this and that's a base for another hit

Base a come the base jump the bass is lit

I get a pack with my niggas to

Pack around we a pack we the packers too

All I got is my niggas and my niggas do

All I got is in bitches who be ready to

Play the snake on me save the date on me

Wanna come back down no retakes for me

Who is that bad

Felling right there I feeling that fact

Feelings right there when I feed it out back

The feelings lack so I had to go and see who really out there having my back

No competition I was just missing it

I was here distant when she kissed the kid

I was out here flexing like you was the shit

I was out here strutting not to kick the flip

They was out here talking poet when they flip the story

I was out here given more of it

I give the moral to the moralizes pressure tries

I'm trying to come down immoral but the moral of it

The more I love it

They get away like they missin it

Don't got time for statistics kid

Pardon of love comes around when they listen

Who are you to say it out loud is you missin

Nigga's behind my back they stay laughing like that

Who are you to be a messianic mask it for rap

Master fear when they mask it like that

They wanna hold me down but prayers for the savior of rap