Mr. Guinness/B.L.T.N

Yea the call I missed
I won't be ready in six
I might call in sick
Flick a Bic and make hits
Mr. Guinness when I'm in this
Like LeBron you gotta witness
This ain't no pretend shit
This is all potential
Don't act like you got the answers
I know that I'm destine
My reflection just predicted
How I'm gonna end this
Cease the palace like Caesar
Drizzle my greens with the Caesar
Left side of my shoulder telling me I don't need her
Devil talking to me, yea, don't wanna deceive her
I just popped off with my shorty
She a beauty, she a queen, that's why she can stay around me
Why they keep on hating cuz EVO keep evolving ah
How the fuck is this an outro if the tape keep on revolving
Let em talk talk talk talk
Let em talk talk talk talk
I just popped off with my shorty
She a beauty, she a queen, that's why she can stay around me
Why they keep on hating on me, is it cuz I'm just evolving ah
They gon all drop dead I'm bout to order me some coffins
Let em talk talk talk talk
Let em talk talk talk talk
Vin Diesel hit the gas make it to the top
Made this whole tape off of my laptop
Couldn't buy the fucking J's had to shop Ross
My brother hurtin' bad from a tough loss
Now he's trapped up in a circle with the same talks
Evolved into some shit you couldn't unlock
No pep talks
Just look up on the board, yea, I got the chalk
Milestone, get the throne, rolling stone
Can't trick, no pawn, or tell what the fuck I'm on
I just popped off with my shorty
She a beauty, she a queen, that's why she can stay around me
Why the fuck they keep on hatin', is it cuz I'm just evolving ah
They gon all drop dead I'm bout to order me some coffins
Let em talk talk talk talk
Let em talk talk talk talk
Talk talk talk talk
It's uh
Better Late Than Never, They know I did it better
Will's all up in my will got my real ones forever
Listen up real close, please fix your antennas
Waking up in the morning, yea some shit's on agenda
Got a strong force, you could never hex this
Won't settle for less, my watch will cost more than your Lexus
But I won't even flex this
Mr. Guinness, end this
Like I said before, boy, this ain't no pretend shit
Fake little wannabees, all ya'll disgust me
Soon enough, there'll be mini-me's by house, stalkin' me
Target on my back, but they aim not promising
Level me the fuck out, so I know what it's costing me
Look, they commentating all in duets
I studied them from top to bottom, nothing's ever true yet
Critique me, they just angry at their life and where it peaked at
My closest homie asked me, "why this shit ain't ever leak yet"?
B.L.T.N