(Yeah, uh, look)
They wanted something new, so we changing the frequency.
Let's go.
I had to flip the script, switch up the flow
Started from the basement, now look at the glow (sheesh)
They thought they had me boxed in, thought they knew the lane
But I just changed the gears, now I'm running the game.
No cap, we stepping different, new drip on the floor
They knocking at the window, I'm unlocking the door.
From the underground roots to the top of the chart
This is more than just a style, yeah, this is an art.
We switch the style up, watch how we move (watch it)
New elevation, we got nothing to prove (no cap)
They want the old me, but that version is dead
We chasing heavy paper, keeping eyes on the bread.
Yeah, we switch the style up!
I hear them talking heavy but they copy the sound
I had to change the cadence just to shake up the ground (skrrt)
A brand new frequency, we setting the pace
No looking back now, we ahead in the race.
They style-jacking, trying to ride on the wave
But we the ones who built the road they trying to pave.
We switch the style up, watch how we move (watch it)
New elevation, we got nothing to prove (no cap)
They want the old me, but that version is dead
We chasing heavy paper, keeping eyes on the bread.
Yeah, we switch the style up!
Yeah, style switch complete.
We out. (skrrt)