Sound Check (feat. Jelly Roll)

Brand new deal, Gasoline soaked in my shoes till I ran through financial hell Gotta play the hand I'm dealt, someone tell the fans I'm well Had a dream that I can't fulfill, Throw the middle finger up when they hand out L's Last time I was this broke, I was selling shit coke on a handheld scale Well I'm back on my feet I don't have no Chill, hidden compartment inside my Batmobile Some of Colorado's finest, but it's vacuum sealed Tell them bring the canine, it don't have no smell On the back wheelwell lay tracks, Wheels peel like the skin on a tattooed heel Johnny's back, who else it's Rittz, You ain't heard of me you late like a passed thru bill Dumb bitch, just quit it, You probably heard me on a track with someone you're familiar with And I committed murder but I'm sure For whatever reason you said he was better You want to lie to them to strip me of my credit, forget it Cuz trying to impress you was a headache, But that ain't looking at the MCs on the list Shit to me there's only three of them I think are the best And the others in the industry are equal or Less and that's Jay, Em, Dre 3K(Andre 3000) These days we play kid shit, we don't care about skills Sounding like another rapper that's already out never was allowed Hanging around me stealing ideas, Making up fake stories like it's Paramount Films Fuck the mainstream cuz I'm here for my fans You can hate I don't give a god damn, Pullin up while they stare at my rims and I love it (I love it), they hate me (they hate me) Unwanted, but it's clear I ain't goin anywhere They hate me (they hate me) and I love it (I love it) But don't fuck with me, trust me I am fully prepared They know, they knooow I'm a loaded loose cannon and I might explode I hope they knooow I don't battle rap I'll smack you with the microphone like Sound check I love it (I love it), they hate me (they hate me) Unwanted, but it's clear I ain't goin anywhere They hate me (they hate me) and I love it (I love it) But don't fuck with me, trust me I am fully prepared They know, they knooow I'm a loaded loose cannon and I might explode I hope they knooow I don't battle rap I'll smack you with the microphone like Sound check