No Relation
(Hook: W3S)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it (Wouldn’t make it)
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading (Now the senses fading)
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement (Keep it in the basement)
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (Uh, uh)

(Verse 1: W3S)
They wasn’t expecting to see the kid find something dope and become so damn passionate (Passionate)
They wasn’t expecting to see me succeed ‘cause I’m white and I took up this rapping shit (Rapping shit)
They wasn’t expecting to hear me go off on a beat, and then murder the flow (Murder the flow)
But I got two pistols called lyrics and melodies that gon’ make your head explode (Your head explode)
If I get the bag then I’m carrying all of the real ones with me to the top (Up)
The haters were not expecting me to become the artist that won’t ever stop (Don’t give a fuck)
I had to bleed before everyone (Everyone)
I have to complete the marathon (Marathon)
Because I refuse to abuse all the power I see if I’m caught up on settling (Settling)
I got A Punk who was asking to chill on the weekend, but I don’t like garlic though
(I don’t like garlic though)
I do not fuck with the fortune that bitches was readin if it is improbable (It is improbable)
Sipping on something that making them feel like they leaning, the syrup is cough-able
(Syrup is cough-able)
I’m just tryna sleep lil’ shorty, make a peep lil’ shorty and you gon’ be uncomfortable
(Uncomfortable)
Wait, if I’m out of order today
Tomorrow I’m better than ever, breaking the law, but not tryna’ catch a case
(Not tryna’ catch on a case)
I’m taking brain to the face (Face, face)
Smarter this is where I stay (Stay, stay)
Carter this harder I’m catching my Z’s
And I’m going beyond like I’m Jay (Going beyond like i’m Jay)
(Hook: W3S)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it (Wouldn’t make it)
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading (Now the senses fading)
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement (Keep it in the basement)
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it (Wouldn’t make it)
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading (Now the senses fading)
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement (Keep it in the basement)
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (No relation)

(Verse 2: Little Bomb)
Writing rhymes until my fingers hurt (Ooh)
Steady grinding, putting in the work (Damn)
Lyricist, I'm clever with the words (Ay)
Murderous, I always kill the verse (Yeah)
I'm making waves and I'm making moves (Moves)
No, it don't matter if they approve (Prove)
If they tell you different, it ain't the truth (Oh no)
‘Cause I'ma just do what I came to do
Ooh, I always come through in a fresh fit (Fresh fit)
Yeah, only the best shit (The best)
I'm at the top of my game, ain't no question (No)
Finna teach y'all a lesson (Oh yeah)
I’m popping off on the competition (Pop)
Not so fond of the opposition (Opps)
They can’t stop me when I’m on a mission (Stop)
Steady cooking up these compositions
I’m boutta blow, you gon’ see the bomb (See the bomb)
You better watch who you sleeping on (Sleeping on)
I’m getting hype, ain’t no keeping calm (Keeping calm)
Pulled up and I brought my team along
Y’all be folding like birthday cards (Y’all fold)
Acting tough but your verse ain’t hard (It’s not)
People say these new cats is dope (Oh yeah?)
I’m just like “yeah, I’m sure they are” (Ha)
I’m off and running like the chase is on (On)
Make an album faster than they make a song (Song)
Got so many hits it’s like I’m playing Pong (I ping)
All these phonies better stay where they belong (Belong)
No Relation to these clowns, I’m motivated by the sounds
I’m focused making big amounts, I know the way to get ‘em loud
I throw a rager for the town, yeah
(Hook: W3S)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it (Wouldn’t make it)
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading (Now the senses fading)
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement (Keep it in the basement)
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They all told me I was bugging, that I wouldn’t make it (Wouldn’t make it)
Shit been getting kinda blurry now, the senses fading (Now the senses fading)
Shorty acting out for money, keep it in the basement (Keep it in the basement)
I been goin under cover, fuck it, No Relation (No relation)