Guess Again - Audio Push

Check this, look

I do it like this, look

Say one time for your motherfuckin' mind like

Or two times if you came in with your vibe right

And three times if you’re ready to vibe tonight

Yeah, yeah, now look, I say (Guard your face)

Who said we wasn’t steppin' in?

Ayy

Guess again, hah, guess again

Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?

Guess again, hah, guess again

You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?

Guess again, shit, guess again

You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?

Guess again, shit, guess again

Yeah, back when I was a youngin

We just trying to double my double-up, stack up my fetty, and blow

Ooh, my niggas was ready to go, uh

We tryna break the doors

Uncle was slangin' dope

In Deb’s house with the fiends, yeah

I really seen it up close, uh

Graduated to the Rollie face with the VS2s in it

I don’t want the Benz if it ain’t blue on it

Rappin' like '05 Fab, fuck around and have to get Clue on it

Actin' like you want it, girl, what you finna do on it?

Ayy, is you gon' act a fool on it?

Wham, bam, then I’m cool on it

Smokin' to pass time, can’t sleep

Thinkin' 'bout my goals, every single dollar that the labels owe

I can’t go back to sharing burgers or clothes

Burners and hoes, Al-Qaeda soldier, I’m determined to blow

Yeah, from all angles, go Kurt on them hoes, yeah

Exotic kush and I’m burnin' it slow, woah

Save your cap, I done heard it before

You thought we came to an end, uh

Tell them niggas guess again, yeah (Guard your face)

Who said we wasn’t steppin' in?

Ayy

Guess again, hah, guess again

Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?

Guess again, hah, guess again

You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?

Guess again, shit, guess again

You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?

Guess again, shit, guess again

Look, steppin' in, reppin' again, we goin' postal

Quick chance, bust Ray Bans, high off the dope, uh

Got the fans liftin' they hands, who want smoke?

Yeah, that’s what I like

I just aim for the best, straight from the West

With them head hunters, boy, they don’t aim for your chest

Lookin' goofy in the studi' with a chain and a vest

Lookin' lame, this is chess, real game manifest

Hear my name and ask a nigga am I flame?

Nigga, yes

I don’t strain, I don’t stress

Mix the Chucks with the damn near anything 'cause I can dress

Real thang in the flesh

Can’t complain when you blessed

Just ace it if you test

Now you see me, don’t you?

You’ll really do it in Paris and Santorini, won’t you?

Just 'cause he fuck you from time to time, that don’t mean he want you

That’s just my thoughts while I’m rollin' to Mr. Feeny, coastin'

I hope your team is focused

West, one question (Guard your face)

Who said we wasn’t steppin' in?

Ayy

Guess again, hah, guess again

Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?

Guess again, hah, guess again

You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?

Guess again, shit, guess again

You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?

Guess again, shit, guess again

Ayy, one time for your motherfuckin' mind like

Or two times if your motherfuckin' mind right

Or three times if your motherfuckin' mind right

Yeah (C'mon, c’mon)