G.O.T

I have real bad anxiety
I’m scholarly
I change the world silently
I always practice modesty
Cause a nigga always lose the white rivalry
I’ve been through it
Yeah I’ve been through it
Man, living life and just making music
So when someone asks “man, how you doing”
Ima sit back and hear the platinum brewing
Heads up your man Saint on attack
You said you’re on my level where you at
I don’t need no explanation
I just go no hesitation
Y’all just seeking acclimation
I just want your resignation
Feeling super human
With these flowers blooming
Seasons zoomin'
Dez got the remix booming
No confusion
But in conclusion
Imma be the greatest to ever fucking do it
My name is Yannick and that’s true
Cause I don’t want y’all playing a game of who’s who
While y'all look for ideas like blues clues
But you’ll never be like me so toodle-lo
Life is like a merry go round
Here comes Saint with that different sound
Sick of these of niggas that sit back and lounge
Once was lost, but now I am found
Ya feel me?
I don’t watch Game of Thrones, Ivan be spoiling all up on my phone
Who is this Arya Stark, if ain’t Tony then leave me alone
Niggas can never reach me, leave me a message right after the tone
I don’t play man to man, stay out of my circle cause this is my zone