Mad Sadiq - ASTHMA ATTACK | BROSO THE SHOW: Season 2 (Ep.) (feat. Vir7ual, JtL & elijahamir!) Lyrics

I can't lie, I been feeling like I'm the best shit
Please tell me why all these niggas tryna test me
Need all eyes, I'm about to leave niggas breathless
Class in session, heed my lessons
Guns to my demons head
I see no reason to not pull triggers on 'em
Mr. Demeanor cause all you niggas is little problems
Fit to solve 'em quickly with a fist or pen
Throne what I'm sitting in
King of the south shit
Always keep the power where my mouth is
Ask your chic and rapper friends
The tiger out of the den, I mean
The lion, bear shit you know what you against
Embodied the seven sins but you the one to repent
Relevance don't mean shit when you spit like this
Harder than llamas or Teanna on dick
Pardon my french, starving again
Deja vu, c'est la vie
Cause you gotta accept that you could never be like me
Quite a shift from how life treat me
Peace to those deceased
Raising pens like pieces if you wanna see me
If niggas leeches, I'll send 'em straight to where Jesus sleeps
My verses hurdle through time like fur elise
I can't lie I be feeling like I'm the best
Midas touch or a dark knight, Steph with a light contest
I been behind the scenes for a minute I do confess
Hopping back on this shit, you would swear that I never left it
Who the f*ck I'm impressed with
They rhymes ain't rhyming, it's quite concerning
I'm the test that be keeping they ass nervous
Be scared, seek you a sermon
I'm reaping what I sowed
Niggas bet I couldn't do it
Time to pay me what you owe
And they talking with their mouth sewed up, cause I don't hear a thing
Built myself a road now I'm rolling fast as a bowling lane
Bet I make a splash, if I hit the surface explode and rain
Forever dripping off them stormy nights I overcame
But back to the snapping, Imma drill 'em all
Put my bars in shotties send somebody flying through a wall
Packs a punch
Jay the type to let y'all do the talking, I don't brag a bunch
Collecting my stack while I'm laughing and smoking bags of blunts
I'm super critical, a rapping miracle
One up, I dare you too
Leave you hysterical
Bleeding and damaged too, irreparable
Now he know the name
I'm over niggas shoulders like the Hunchback of Notre Dame
Only Jay
I can't lie I been feeling like I'm the best shit
Blessed with essence, don't call me the next shit
I'm a weapon, pen a smith and wesson
Stay protected, aim it at you necklace
In the lexus, got your lady sexing
She depressed, I delivered and then I left no text
Soul Killer go flex, go figure no check
No feature my brethren hold heaters
Your bitch is on call, my music on speakers
I'm ether you either see it or niggas is getting eaten
What I'm doing to these beats
What Ike did to Tina
I might get subpoena, my mic need a breather
I'm ice in the freezer, too cold
I'm headed to the top, I woke up in the bed with two hoes
I'm always on the clock, I'm steady coming up with new flows
Ain't think that I could make a way but I created loopholes
To be honest nigga
I can't lie, I am clearly the best
Need all eyes I'm about to leave niggas breathless
Please tell my why, all these niggas trying to test me
Oh I remember, their chicks in love with my essence
Be wanting me present
They see the gift, know I'm precious
Know they want the tip tonight
Cause the tribe on a quest
Gotta keep cute
Smooth and super groovy like Q
My dude you know I got the juice
Who got the moves
I'm in the mind to make a movie
Starring me and two white girls, with big booties
Mama said"this my world" ain't that the truth
I've been proving a slew of you losers are truly boof
Roll 'em in a pack
Smoke shit, who tryna match
Always knew these rappers be lacking the couth and class
They be acting like we ain't them
Like he ain't him, but here's a challenge bitch nigga
Do the laughs
It may be hard to grasp that Diq has been the chosen
Motherf*ckers mad cause they cannot slow him
Be in different bags, you'll never disrupt my focus
Rose from groves, you could never grow from
Pussy