It's Just Us

I'm focused you know this
 But they do not want me to win
 Maybe it's because I'm older and they noticed
 That I'm not a rookie I'm a veteran
 And I'm much better get on my level
 I'm like an Audemars Piguet bezel
 And you not you so wack
 You're like a rusted piece of metel
 Bitch you lame, and my name is Y-O-U-N-G-I-N
 Lincoln Heights I represent
 D.C. will never lose 'cause me I win
 And I'm headed for the top, get off my dick though
 My man will whip out if you get close
 I pull my dick out of these big clothes
 And your hoe will bounce on it like a 6-4
 Bitch I'm here, and I'm not going nowhere
 So you can continue to stare
 At my hair, like a queer
 While I remain fly like a motherfucking leer jet
 Are we there yet nigga I am
 I been chilling and waiting for you to catch up
 Sleep on me I'm use to that bruh
 Lightskin, cornrows, still doing that stuff (Sheesh)
 I do me, while everybody else do Tunechi
 I stand out while you stand in, I"m double 6 plus two 3's
 Devil in the flesh I told you that, 2013 I'm owning that
 And if I'm made in his mold then (these niggas won't hold me back)
 Nigga stop sleeping on me, wake your ass up
 I took a break just to see if you can catch up
 So catch up
 And my team, we winning
 And this is just the beginning
 Got my chest out, when I look up
 Ain't no competition (nah) it's just us
 Ghost Payne, Young Strike
 Those are the ones I fuck with
 I ain't say your name 'cause you not tight
 And your career can kick the bucket
 Bitch I'm bad, just like Micheal in his prime, and it is time
 For me to let loose on this microphone
 Go up against me boy you out your mind
 My dog Young Strike, said "keep going
 You be flowing, niggas ain't knowing"
 I got your girl sick, she's under the weather
 Beause I make it rain while my wrist is snowing
 (Brrr) that's ill, Nyquil
 Veteran dog and better than all
 I'm 'bout to go Queen Latifah in this bitch
 And set it off
 Cause I'm pissed, the game is polluted with shit
 Nigga what the fuck is this
 How they get in, somebody please show them the exit
 Before I hit them with six, from my gift
 I'm talking these lyrical hollow tips and I will not miss
 Trust me dog, you don't wanna be the reason
 That I gotta write a diss, hehe
 Be clear, D.C., we here
 I'm repping that NorthEast so we ain't going N.E.where
 I am ahead of my time and I'm trying to embed it into your mind
 Every line that I rhyme and as long as I'm here
 You can sit back hip-hop is fine, I got it
 Nigga stop sleeping on me, wake your ass up
 I took a break just to see if you can catch up
 So catch up
 And my team, we winning
 And this is just the beginning
 Got my chest out, when I look up
 Ain't no competition (nah) it's just us