Lyrics Double Crossing - YCK

Who coulda guessed it would be untrue
I'm the one who knocks and the clean up crew
Army of one bitch I am the captain
Thotties want an addy but I'm glad I didn't tap in
FOMO more I'm a solo storm
You're the kind of motherfuckers that we don't go for
You're the kind of pussy behind a closed door
That would say a lot of things but you oughta watch your
Back for a bit stamina went
Dry ice in a seize per capita hit
No profit margin these cops are carding
I'm a man on earth but I'm a god incarnate
We don't sell exclusives you could grab a lease
The cardiac inducing substance for cheap
I could not surrender my right to be freely bitching
Bout a company fucking up everything in my mission

Gloves off leaving the prints
Told me you're better but I'm not convinced
I know that you're flexing fakes but I don't
Packed up ducking the feds
Told me which side you're on bullets and threats
You've been double crossing but no I won't

The shit you made's unusable ditch it and disappear
I been doing my thing and you're tryna come and interfere
You won't reach my standards you roam and meander
If I'm getting paid well then maybe I'll give an answer
Yeah cash speaks bought a nine that's peace
Underneath the table signing invoices they're tax free
Ducking whenever I'm headed into your city
You're so afraid of the odds and uncertainty with me
Cause I'm atypical fuck with me got no faith and I'm cynical
Egotistical rappers are cloning that's impermissible
They can wish in the well what they exhibit they sell
You're tryna make a living but already living in hell
What is it you're doing that's setting you from the rest
You call this a final product admit it I'm unimpressed
Study some more you better not skip class
We won't let the mediocre and con artists slip past

Gloves off leaving the prints
Told me you're better but I'm not convinced
I know that you're flexing fakes but I don't
Packed up ducking the feds
Told me which side you're on bullets and threats
You've been double crossing but no I won't