[Verse 1: Flippa]
Real so we see past the actors
My levels on a higher degree than your masters
You bad luck I bet my last buck
You lack guts, you lust luck your last track lackluster
You ain't a man dawg, you just copy cat
You role model pussy you a copy cat
I'm the best pound for pound no foreign cash
I'm the head of this new era no foreign cap
Got buzz like a tro tro station
Stress out yes I need a long vacation
And I pray, I give praise to the lord on the daily
Like I ghostwrote every song of David
I'm studying the game from the sideline
I'm Maame Dokono telling stories by the fireside
My fireside turn enemies to ashes
I'm back flip rapping turn any beat to classics

[Hook: Flippa]
We rolling you know we keep it real what's the deal huh
We low key you know we going straight for the kill bruh
You phoney you owe We, here's the bill where's the a mill bruh
Far from the usual
Ain't nothing subliminal (2x)

[Verse 2: Flippa]
Ain't nothing subliminal, far from the usual
(Suspect) Kayza sozey I spit fire propane
Lyrics deep like galamsey, I desire gold chains
Roll with class like a Benz I'm authentic no fake
We breaking rules making moves no brakes
When you seek green pastures you maneuver by the snakes
See the hate in they eyes don't be fooled by the face
Keep it real look, I'm just tryna build like estates
Why be the king now just to bow to an ace
Watch this heir take flight you can't fit in my jays
It's never by the rules it's foul when I play
Deaf to your dumb songs we don't hear what you say
I'm Daniel when these poachers bring their lions out the cave
Chicks ride with the kid got them hooked like Skyler Grey
If you a Luther King then your dreams ain't far away
Cos we out here tryna eat like the primary school our day

[Hook: Flippa]