Look What You Made Me Do (feat. Shaolin Sam)

Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me did Look what you made me did Look what you made me did Look what you made me did I got a Oklahoma roadrunner heart and a Philadelphia spine I take the soul from you, and the soul wonder how it's getting some healthier vibes Broke the holdover for the whole summer, now I'm spitting all deadlier rhymes I got a Kobe jumper for a right hand, pen hitting you 81 times My zip like my Jordans, I rock a 6 or a 10 or a 2 or a 1 or a 5 I'm doing all times, all districts, don't give a fuck if the city survives All these Philly rappers claim loyalty, watch them leave in the course of time Italian Market, Broad Street, my past and present on the orange line Future too, Dirty Sprite, I ain't leaving like the Big Piece and the Doctor Jay like Erving, Jay like Shaolin, got a couple rings on the roster Whale and the phantom dancing, we like Return of the King with the Oscars Veil 1 dropping in June, then I can fall back, let the whole team prosper To health and long life, my Facetimes like champagne toasts at the parties I take time for the garden, waste no time like Billie and Carti I don't play games anymore, I left those tricks to the clowns and carnies With the way I'm switching my styles, effortless, I need more press than Cardi Press press press press the button I don't send threat through text, I just pull up buckin' Jay like Erving, Jay like green release Whole team get greased it's nothing Whole team glue compressed, keep ducking My team good like no I's We ain't satisfied with hoarding beats Take the hard drive and just flush it Niggas mid, they not the right ones I rock 11s, I came to split a head with no Excedrin I came to make good music with my brethren I came to prove to niggas I'm a legend I came to dance, mambo I move through all different time zones No check-ins, if I'm walking, I'm stepping, I'm well rested Niggas flexing bread I can't relate Niggas think it's beef but that's a mistake It ain't no cheesin', I'm just finna spray It ain't no reason to get in my way I put soul to tracks, Penn Relays Ten toes till I'm laying in the grave When I die, put my money in the grave Shaolin kick shit like Damian Wayne Damian Wayne like Robin Jason Todd, lawless I don't keep sticks like Dick, but I run this town like my dad named Thomas None of my stories in comics Dark Horse, Marvel, Chris Rock, Carlin No funny shit I'm just honest All my shit real that's a promise, ayyy No Aliexpress, 32 pairs, no gold on my neck, need 24 carat Griselda the sweats, everyone starin', I mean every threat, so watch for the garrote Run my shit back, Derrick Not looking for action but if you want beef, you better know I'll prepare it Bloody, I'll medium rare it Stake this shit on my heart and my honor, I just get calmer and calmer Stake like Alucard trauma, Simon Belmont, I'm deep in the horror Stake like a bracelet on the river, if I'm all-in I go inner Steak like ribs, I prefer all vegetarian dinners What good is flesh to me if I got lettuce Triple B always, I give my bro credit Don't give a fuck if you're wetter than Venice I got priorities, I had to bed it Based on the bars, I know where I'm headed Live up to Ocean, buy 'em off my debit When I put 'em down, better call paramedics I don't want deaths, no House and no Senate Priorities, dead it Charge it to the game, credit or debit Memories, dead it They don't matter where I'm headed Your girl came to get beheaded Triple B, you'll get that bitch back Put a lime in your six pack Shaolin goated that's a big fact Nigga I do what I want It ain't a nigga in the world that could chump me I'm not a killer 'cause nobody shoved me But I guarantee that it's not above me, ayyy I'll put anyone above me for mine And don't even ask about time Put my hand on the Bible and spin it, I did it I don't have a reason to lie Don't even ask about time You know how I'm coming, you think I ain't planned for nothing Oh that's not brand or something, you think I ain't the man or something Oh that's not brand or something, you think I ain't the man or something Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you made me did Look what you made me did Look what you made me did Look what you made me did