Not What You Think

Somebody should have told you
Cause it was cool for a minute, but it’s over
And you can try to forget, it never changes
It’s all the same kid, and I have been through it all
This is not what you think it is
This is not what you think it is, this is not what you think it is.this is not what you think it is
‘Cause I have been through it all, this is not what you think it is

Yo, ey yo
This is business, put emotions on the side
I'm living out my dreams - no opening my eyes
They trying to plan steps while I’m floating in the sky
Yeah, my flow is so pure, you'd swear the ocean was alive
Billboard yonas, yeah, I’m going for awards,
Pushing out singles that don’t have a single flaw
Breaking down barriers to every single door
Cause the valley girls love me and the niggers sling and roll
I’m dope sauce, you can take the quotes off
Everything I say is real, most of y’all is so soft
I choke artists, go cough, we don’t take no loss
This is my home, so please take your coats off, nigger
What I got is more than hard to acquire
Never catch me with? Wire
My momma said I was born armed with the fire
And y'all winking in that song from minaj or mariah

Somebody should have told you
Cause it was cool for a minute, but it’s over
And you can try to forget, it never changes
It’s all the same kid, and I have been through it all, this is not what you think it is
This is not what you think it is, this is not what you think it is
This is not what you think it is, ‘cause I have been through it all, this is not what you think it is

Let me show you how to turn writtens to a verse
And how to give 'em chills like scriptures from the church
Never make threats, make promises instead
If you’re daring me I’m showing you to fit into a hearse
Let me tell you something about something that I know
I am a porsche and you’re an eldorado
I’ll be winning races while y'all struggling to follow
Try to catch me if you can, I’m the black leonardo
Careful what track of yours is yonas’ jumping on
Outshine your verse and then roll with your song
Someone please tell ‘em about the youngen from the bronx
Who be turning ass like rookie niggers dunking on lebron
1 2 3 From the c.o.d., we could never be low key
You may know them other rap stars, but you don’t know me
Hopping out the limos into the clubs is where we’re destined to be
And hopping in your face if you’re testing, is what you’re destined to see