Clairmont The Second - Almost got me

{Intro}
Ooh
Come and test me
Come and test me (Ooh-ooh)
Come and test me (I feel like)
Come and test me
Come and test me (I'm really 'bout to weed 'em out)
Come and test me

{Verse}

I feel like how dare whack niggas walk on my pavement
That's some disrespectful shit, doin' things for engagements
But this is really what we live but niggas need an aesthetic
Niggas lie, niggas fib and I know that shtick
There ain't even really blacks in thеy pro-black shit
Really gets under my skin, this lifе ain't made for the masses
And niggas crying on they vids throwin' bottles and tantrums
Being a little bitch, internet personalities
Not relevant since we saw some actual talent
Should be a fee for being fuckin' lame
The magic in the spliff wore off and saw we not the same
People leechin' off my blood when I'm not donatin' it
Now you owe me payment
I got dead cousins and you niggas think I'm playin'
I know that I'm the greatest, they stealing sauce verbatim
The ones you call your favorite
Like niggas wrong (?...) but get away with
They took advantage of my grace and now they over prayin'
Almost had me gas lit thinkin' I'm just hatin'
But niggas makin' up shit
You buy it now but they gettin' raided
You think I'm wildin' but these chords A-list
That single from the artist you love? This the shit that they bit
Don't care about a placement
You need a stylist 'cause your whole entire image ain't shit
What you from ain't shit
This bigger than some waveforms, this history is ancient
I'm tired of niggas talkin' on it who ain't from the same shit
That ain't you, that's other niggas faces, lying to our faces
Humble yourself, all your worth weightless
Every single thing you touch you know that GRAiN made it
A GRAiN powered facelift, a GRAiN powered statement
(?...) personalities they whole bases
Be for real and face it
Bitch it's personal, I don't do this for entertainment
We fight beyond the flesh, this war not stoppin' at the graves
Obvious you tryna piss on my lawn
I'ma have to start smackin' niggas forcing my palm
Never really had to speak to see they not what I'm from
Got a whole TL full of shitty ass songs
Frauds gassin' up they friends, niggas cloggin' my phone
Middle fingers got 'em shook, crying (?...)
Not going (?...) with that hook
I need my opps to fall (?...)
It's GRAiN bitch, councils and governments not fundin' this book

{Outro}

Come and test me
Come and test me (I'm really 'bout to weed 'em out)
Come and test me
Come and test me
Come and test me
Come and test me