I got hella exes on hand like I'm straight-edge, But I'm the one that's wasted. I don't make amends, I barely make beds. Picture me rolling, Just like the JPEG, the apex, with 8 legs. Break legs, and break necks, And still ain't caught a break yet. It's the return of the, oops, sorry to burden ya. Oops, there goes your album release, Sorry for swerving ya. I can say I heard it all before, But never heard of ya. I turn local shows into Disturbia. Right outside my window, I see people 'round me, aging tenfold. I can feel my energy revitalize my kinfolk. Flow so sick, Might cause swelling in your lymph nodes. Say you want the smoke, But you ain't never struck the flint tho. Nose to the grindstone, cold since a zygote. Jedi in the kitchen, Whippin' chickens with my eyes closed. Guided by the force, But I'm out here fighting my clones. Might just break a tibia, A fibula, and thigh-bone. So hold up, hold this, and hold that, OH SHIT. So hold up, hold this, and hold that, OH SHIT. Oh shit, hold up, hold this, hold that, OH SHIT. So hold up, and hold this, and hold that, look. Feeling like my whole body's a ride, Controlled by it inside. Behold, I'm designed to control bodies and minds. I'm woahed by it at times. A rose, buy his in vines. In the hoes like, shopping at Lowe's, I'm laying pine. Indo' fire and rhymes, get low and fire blind, Singing to the hoes, the Jackson, minus the 5, Solja minus the Draco, Lil nigga from Cased Closed, Super Saiyan 4, Ape Mode, Break her back, Dean Malenko. Nobody's perfect, I never make a mistake tho. Diamonds like Dallas Page, My water ain't from the lake holes, Kitchen sink, or the ocean, Volcanic Fiji, I make those. Get the pussy wet, Cause I made the water she drink, yo. Sexy, but hate hoes. Butter, I'm on a great roll. Neck been Rocky, like ASAP. Chi-Chi pay me in pesos. Realest nigga, I can't fold, You could never relate, 'cause you a snitch. And your father was dropping dimes At the payphone. So hold up, hold this, and hold that, OH SHIT. So hold up, hold this, and hold that, OH SHIT.

I been on it for a minute, You can blame my intuition. I was working hard as fuck, I'm tryna flex my independence. Shining like the sun, Melanin been on proficient. I been tryna find a focus, But my vision's way too vivid, So we brainstorm in the back room Of a two bedroom apartment. Groove so disarming, It got presidential pardons. I got so deep in my bag, I started finding new compartments. Got so down to the roots, That we started blooming gardens. Man these niggas think they cut it, But don't even scratch the varnish, I play this so loud in the car, Bitch, I might forget to park it. You pick weed up out yo' carpet. You're an artist, but you starving. We roll blunts so enormous, That you'd chief it in a harness. The phenomenon is unlike one of a dying kind, The skill of a trying mind, The powers I am, combined. Serve it like Caesar Salad. Might kill you, but I am kind. In public, keep it so cryptic, Yet vivid, like Mayan time. Women just like my wisdom, I keep it in trying times. Shed blood, and tears, And charisma from under my iron bind, I suffer from mankind, surface of land mines. Sold my soul over shoulders Of sisters with tan lines. Gina fuck like Martin's, Once we cut, we smoke like cartons. Beanie Man like Cartman, Serving baggage like we Martin's. Malcolmed all my exes Taking acid in apartments. Ran 'fast as I could, But we just end up where we started. Fires on an acid trip, and psilocybin sunsets, I stumbled through the wilderness to Sabbath, Frisk as gun checks. Please don't tell my mom I'm on dope, Crack a six-pack open and dunk it, I'm Stone Cold.

I said it's okay, that's alright, I got something that you gon' like. It's okay, it's alright, I got something that you gon' like. You look like the type to smoke. I look like the type that wife a hoe. But I believe that everyone is valuable as gold And names are just for show. But what's it worth if it ain't worth the wait I drink it straight 'cause I prefer the taste. Drink too much and start to perculate. Smoke on too much purp to perpetrate. Hey, we ain't buying Vicks no more. And we ain't hittin' licks no more. I can buy what I want, or at least what I can afford. I ain't gotta do no chores. I'm a grown man now, I ain't mad at that nigga If he ain't on his grind, he ain't have that vigor, He ain't half-ass rigor. Left my old girl for my new one. Cause she ain't never had that figure. I ain't no half-ass quitter. Imma go hard til my air sacs shiver and my hair mat thinner. I eat a pair of Jordans in the morning for my breakfast, And then I have an Air Max dinner. Flyer than a zipper, put me in saran wrap. Oh you mad? Here's a pad and a Tampax. Peanut butter bitch, on the undercover tip. Put me in the mix, I'll jam that. I said it's okay, that's alright. I got something that you gon' like. It's okay, it's alright. I got something that you gon' like. You not the subject of discussion, You like the predicate. Marijuana in my medi-kit, let's get it. Harold Miner with Harold Meachum ediquette. Arms to short to box, you T-Rex; you Oedipus. Spit when I'm speaking like speaking impediments. Break it down to the sediment, Better than any nigga that you think is competitive, Sleep like a sedative, ready or not. My life is the definition of petty. Thor, I lowkey feel like I am the president. Couple hands around the hammer to steady it. Flatbread your spaghetti, Mario Batali, Italian, lean with the Valium. You rep yo gang and I rep my battalion. Only fuck her if she built like a stallion. Hold your horses like medallions. Surge a circuit. Serve her curves just like a swirling circus, Lead her on on accident and curve on purpose. It'll be okay we serve a higher purpose. Am I wise or am I full of shit? Fuck it, grab the wine and watch the full eclipse. Fuck a pair of dimes inside a pair of Penny's, Catch her, smash, or pass and catch the full assist. I said it's okay, that's alright, I got something that you gon' like. It's okay, it's alright, I got something that you gon' like.

Master of the method like Socrates, My dealer chip it off the brick, Like blocks of cheese, And like a shitty front yard, Got lots of weed, So we be rolling like the numbers on slot machines. Something like a lumberjack, Lot's of trees, And I be buzzin w/ my honey's like wasps and bees. Rose Royce, cause she going down when you not around, Suicidal, so she never stops to breathe. Know I had to drag lead for the rhythm. Guided by the goddess, I'm the light and the prism. Wisdom from the light, So wicked and outta sight, Even though I'm out of sight, And even got astigmatism, It's plain to see. All the bitches wanna bang with me. I do things too dangerously. Kinda sweet and bout to bubble, Champagne and tea, I take a picture and they frame it, see? Listen to me, now. I, Get a feeling that you would look a whole lot better in my ride. I got a whole lot of lettuce in my presence so let's get, High. Let's get high. And come down to from the moon, Get found in the groove, Like owls, with a hoot, Get down with the crew, aye, I, Get a feeling that you would look a whole lot better in my ride. I got a whole lot of lettuce in my presence so let's get, High. Let's get high. And come down to from the moon, get found in the groove, Like owls, with a hoot, Get down with the crew, aye, Out the frying pan into the pot indeed. And the odor's kinda pungent, Had to stop to sneeze, Hollering at her fast ass, Tryna mach the speeds, And hit the pussy like the gym the way she squat the peen. 'Dios mio, worth a fortune, Cleo, Catch me shacking up like Rocket Power, Tito, Bet I fuck her first, It only take a second, Got her bitches checkin', Then we make a trio. So Davinci, Molly in my mio, Holla mama mia, Esteban, el tio. Pussy yelling uncle like your fucking auntie, I'm as slick and faded as a fucking guido. Fuck her really fast and great, I made her nut from 6:00 to 7:30, Had a class at 8:00. I ain't even bust a nut, 'cause I procrastinate. You ain't even bust a nut, because you masturbate. I, Get a feeling that you would look a whole lot better in my ride. I got a whole lot of lettuce in my presence so let's get, High. Let's get high. And come down to from the moon, Get found in the groove, Like owls, with a hoot, Get down with the crew.

If they don't like me, then fuck em! That means I didn't need 'em anyway. I choose GRYSCL over anyone on anyday. The young Hemingway, Gold watch on my bronze skin to accentuate; Sit back and watch me demonstrate. Sit back and watch me meditate. Microphones? I decimate. Going hard for this, Cause we ain't going back to section 8. I used to hit the lick For all the clothes that I was dressing in, But Biggie said that "Things Done Changed," It's more prevalent. Now I can make a lesbian, Reconsider dick again. Play me like a thespian, And watch me flip the script on 'em, 'Cause we been at it for such a long time. We was dead ass last at them shows, And now it's showtime. Look at me go, ma'! Now all they do is follow me around And holler, Opa. Oh my. It's a celebration, I think breasts are in order. How the fuck we local artists When we crossed the state borders!? Then show up to your show, And leave up out it with your fans. They yo set was kinda cool, But that shit we put out jam! I'm too humble of a man to be like, I already knew. When you been through what I been through, Every compliment is huge. Every fan who claps they hand Is only adding to the fuel. You thank me for what I do, But I should be thanking you, 'Cause I been at this for years. And even when I started, I was overlooking peers to a see of open ears. It's hard to be humble When you stuntin' on your peers, Just like it's hard to be the man When you're clutching on to fear. They keep thinking I'm just speaking, I'm the deacon over snares; Yeah I'm bougie, but I'm ghetto, I'm still pissing on the stairs. It's hard to stay grounded When surrounded by the weeds, In the garden of forbidden fruit, Surrounded by the Eves. That only wanna take, But never wanna give. That only wanna die, But never try to live. These old white players is Larry Bird. I'm Micheal Jordan. Can hear me slam a dunk while I'm recording. Miss me with that backboard shit, All net, swish, might dent the floor in, Serve it like a Wawa tuna 4-inch. You blunted and bunt it, Me I'm swinging like a door-hinge. Barry Bonds out on bond. Say he guilty, but they adore him. He adore, she adore, More than my teddy could bear. Franklins like I'm Roosevelt, Better yet, I'm Theodore. Fuck her like a dime piece, But treat her like she a 4. I'm so fly that you could look at my feet, And not see the floor. By the time she buys time, It's more than she could afford. Cookin', whip my wrist like it's a Honda Accord. Though the message aggressive, I spit it like it's so polite. Sippin' liquor with the spirits, Demons in my smoking pipe. Live inside a monastery trap house. All we do is smoke and write, Sitting in silence to keep our vocals right. It's hard to be humble When you stuntin' on your peers, Just like it's hard to be the man When you're clutching on to fear. They keep thinking I'm just speaking, I'm the deacon over snares; Yeah I'm bougie, but I'm ghetto, I'm still pissing on the stairs. It's hard to stay grounded When surrounded by the weeds, In the garden of forbidden fruit, Surrounded by the Eves. That only wanna take, But never wanna give. That only wanna die, But never try to live.

Party on the yacht, And coming home to fucking gunshots. Cooler than a cooler cooling colas, Cut to cum shot! Bakin', skippin' breakfast, Servin' baggies out the lunchbox! Hard for you to play me, Like I got a wicked jump shot! Power from the crystal, Light deflowered, fly as butter, Fist the pistil, spark the darker cauliflower, Kiss the blissful shit. 40 to the liver Smack a nigga like a pistol-whip, Could kick it with your bitch And fuck the lips she prolly kissed you wit'. Macho Randy Savage sniffed the pixie-stick. Kevin Nash and Hogan, Rocking belts and fucking Dixie chicks. Chuck Mangione, Blow me like a fan, Jolie, Told the pope to wash his hands Before laying a hand on me. Party on the yacht, And coming home to fucking gunshots! Cooler than a cooler cooling colas, Cut to cum shot! Bakin', skippin' breakfast, Servin' baggies out the lunchbox! Hard for you to play me, Like I got a wicked jump shot! Peppermint Larry Mary, Buried in my blunt-block. Smoke it through my knuckles, Candy Wife be sweatin' gumdrops. Call her Miss Adventure, Pinch her dentures like it's lunch block. Modern day Khalifa reefer, OG Kush and kumquat. Purple comin' in And plus it's fire, word to Spyro. Cut the Dutch and spin the spinach, Once I roll it, kiss the gyro. I'm ya momma, I'm ya daddy, I'm ya uncle, Uncle Iroh, Independent, bend the fire, Strike the lightening, fuck your pie hole. Something like the farmer, How I work the field with my hoes. Lay up with your bitch like Bad Milo. Reflections from the wisdom Turned the skin either crimson or vitiligo. The flow is colder, frozen, frigid, Chilly, Santiago. Molly in my system Keep me diving off the deck, And my lowered inhibitions Keep me higher than some jets. That suture she put on me Had me caught up in a hex. Yeah I died a fucking pimp, And then came back as Imhotep, That's why this, young strumpet Wanna blow me like a trumpet. My wave like Ocean Spray, Make her say COVET! Party on the yacht, And wake up tanning at the beach. Then coming home, To empty shell casings in the street, It gets deep. Even Scuba Steve couldn't breathe, So I guess it's safe to say, That I'm way of their leagues, Too, deep in the depths, To catch a breath or wade the waters, Bedroom bully, Stuff that pussy back in Davy Jones's locker! Blow kushes out my nostrils, You niggas smoking kelp. This where I draw the line like, Continental shelfs. It's a trip when we go trip, And then go overboard for certain. Then come home to drugs and murder, Broken blinds and curtains. Party on the yacht, And coming home to fucking gunshots! Cooler than a cooler cooling colas, Cut to cum shot! Bakin', skippin' breakfast, Servin' baggies out the lunchbox! Hard for you to play me, Like I got a wicked jump shot! Peppermint Larry Mary, Buried in my blunt-block. Smoke it through my knuckles, Candy Wife be sweatin' gumdrops. Call her Miss Adventure, Pinch her dentures like it's lunch block. Modern day Khalifa reefer, OG Kush and kumquat. Party on the yacht, And coming home to fucking gunshots! Cooler than a cooler cooling colas, Cut to cum shot! Bakin', skippin' breakfast, Servin' baggies out the lunchbox! Hard for you to play me, Like I got a wicked jump shot! Peppermint Larry Mary, Buried in my blunt-block. Smoke it through my knuckles, Candy Wife be sweatin' gumdrops. Call her Miss Adventure, Pinch her dentures like it's lunch block. Modern day Khalifa reefer, OG Kush and kumquat.

Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'. Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'. You fall in love, then you foolish, Dirty 30, Calvin Coolidge, Yugi, be pullin' yo' card like a duelist. Shuggie by Foxygen, Frieza, the coolest. Life is a movie, that pussy Jacuzzi, Be still and find out what the move is. Speak on it like I can prove it, You need me in your life, I can improve it. Slow Motion like I was Juvie, That pussy fat, that's my Pamela Poovey. Bought my Skyn Diamond some rubies, Flew like a floozie, Show her in 20 minutes like I'm Uzi. Droppin' a deuce in the Dusse, Medusa, the 'Goose, it's a doozy. Double cup like it's a koozie, I fuck her doggy, Egyptian, Anubis. Baby don't love me just choose me, Lugia, Lube up my dick with the loogie. You and yo' shorty be dykin', I bet you would love it if you could include me. I can't deny it, you groovy, Look like a snack and I'm Shaggy and Scooby. Jawns on jawns, jawns gone wild, Show out and show me some boobies. Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'. Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'. They call me on cell phones, Don't hit my landline. I been waitin' to blow like the landmine, I been waitin' to blow for some damn time, In The Hidden Leaf, throwing hand signs. Niggas front like they don't know who I am, I'm the coldest shinobi at chunin exams, I be slingin' shuriken and juke to my jam, Just watch how I ruin your plans. A bird in the bush is worth two in the hand. Watch how I do it again. I don't be losin', I'm choosin, If she out here movin', Then fuck it, I'll fuck on her friend. Watch me work magic like Tracy McGrady. I hit that coochie like crack hit the 80's. Baby, I'm crazy, I'll tell you up front. Call me what you want, But don't call me for fronts. Feeling like G-Unit, watch how I stunt! One-on-one how I can roll you a blunt! Nugs in the bag and they look like the Klumps! Shorty bad in her skirt and her pumps! Niggas is chumps, they front for the ‘Gram. How you up next, but can't blow in The Fan? They didn't believe me the first time I told em we perfect, So fuck it, I'll show em again. Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'. Smokin' that purp, it's my purpose, Got it for purchase. They call me Cell 'cause I'm perfect. I drop the dick like a bird shit, All the nuns Come to my house for some worship. All of my chickens from Church's, All of em be on my Instagram lurkin. Manager, I put the work in, Snap me them tiddies On break while you workin'.

Play me some pimpin' mane. On a roll like some lipstick mane. Outside riding tartar sauce, But the inside's fish stick mane. We don't get lit the same. We don't talk shit the same. I don't talk shit I spit facts. 2 of us in the car, I make you sit in the back! Finger in the booty while I be licking the cat, That's why she strip when I rap. Having flashbacks like a golden girl, But I can not live in the past. I'm living too fast to see what's behind me. So shout out anxiety. Shout to mental illness You the reason I killed this. I don't be tripping on nothing, I'm sipping on something I shouldn't be sipping. I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, My nigga then what is the difference? Power plant in my med kit. LSD got my legs stiff. In the booth like a true junkie. I'm cooking my next hit. I don't be tripping on nothing, I'm sipping on something I shouldn't be sipping. I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, My nigga then what is the difference? Aye, left on read, left for dead, Bitch, I'm Walker Texas with the head kick. Looking like a snack, Chex Mix. In my bag, you know the rest, shiddd. Sellin' dope. Like a lunchable, I finesse the pack. Stackin' cheese. Hot and bothered, she call me pepper jack. Baby momma just kicked you out the house 'cause I messaged back. Throwin' all you clothes out yo' window, Can't get yo' dresser back! How can I brag? Can't flex a fact. Fuckin' the bitch you wish texted back. Got me open like an owl's hooters, Plus I'm on the grass like fucking cow manure. Sloppy seconds? Oh, more power to ya, I prefer a shower, bussin' down a cougar, I be shittin' on em like a bowel movement. Someone put the fuckin' paper towel to em. Sometimes you gotta die your lie away. Think I lost my mind one time on vacation and holiday. Soul like Lenny Kravitz meets Radditz, Sometimes I fly away, Tomorrow's barely promised, Who gives a fuck, I could die today.

How do you move in a room full of sharks? I just hit go I don't park. I don't got time to be breaking yo' heart. Girl I'm breaking sensi' apart, Caught up my rapture. She don't fuck with rappers, But girl I'm a poet. I'll spit you a stream so emotive, Your walls be eroding. I go in like every door open. I don't just walk in, I stroll in. Bopping. Clocking in a whole lot of villanry. 3 holes in one night, My nigga that's a trilogy. Rosebudd pimping Spit the G like a soliloquy. 3rd eye chinked, See the peak of your ability. I can see futility. I don't got faith in your ability to stay, Or impress me with your ways. I been riding on a wave, So high I'm touching space. Lucy on my tongue, I can feel it in my face. I feel it in the air like Beanie. Writing hieroglyphics in graffiti. I hear niggas talking bout They wanting to defeat me, But forgetting that they Gotta be better than me to beat me. Next time you see me, Shooting on a star through the sky, Wave hi, Or you might not get a chance to reply. I'm, way too paid to pay 2 cents. Girl get your ass undressed. Those know that foes ain't cold as you, Since I Robb Banks I got Buku, Gold in my mouth like Juicy Fruit, My wife, my bitch, my Majin Buu, Those know that foes ain't cold as you, Since I Robb Banks I got Buku, Gold in my mouth like Juicy Fruit, My wife, my bitch, my Majin Buu, Those know that foes ain't cold as you, Since I Robb Banks I got Buku, Gold in my mouth like Juicy Fruit, My wife, my bitch, my Majin Buu, Those know that foes ain't cold as you, Since I Robb Banks I got Buku, Gold in my mouth like Juicy Fruit, My wife, my bitch, my Majin Buu Jaint. Nigga I'm the man And the myth and the legend. Fist of the seven, Both seas and the lands Might christen the reverend. Nigga I was laying wood In the midst of the pledging. Trick em when they treat ‘em Like a bitch when it's beggin'. I am legend, Will Smith with the weapon, Aim impeccable like I was John Wick, In seven stick-shift kick a leg into the clutch, Blow a dutch in the guts, Sunroof blow piff to the heavens. Cook dope slow like grits. One rotation of the wrist Like every six seconds. Captain Black America, Body on Chris Evans. Lying like they ballin', They know they legit peasants. God inside me's why you feel the presence, That's why all my blessings Only feel like presents, This ain't sauce it's dressing, Spent a lot of lettuce, Always trippin' acid out of body fetish.

Aye, I’m on a search for longevity. Looking for shade under money trees, Catching a buzz like a honeybee. I got a buzz like a hundred bees. I got a show you should come and see. You ain’t even gotta bring the weed, I can get you right if you come with me. Cause I got a vibe like a wife who ain’t gettin none, If you know what I mean. I got a vibe your phone on silent, But you group chat boomin’, it won’t be quiet. I won’t be silenced By niggas that won’t even speak to themselves. They got a problem with me Cause of problems that’s festering deep in themselves. I know it ain’t easy to hate. Cause I spent some time in the dark. But I done climbed out of some shit That you wouldn’t survive, And it’s setting my vibes apart. So watch how I do it. Stumbling drunk in the music, Stumbling over myself in confusion. Stumbling half-cocked in a bad spot, But I won’t leave til this last shot. Imma need one for ride home. Imma smoke two if the lights low. My soul is built like a light show. My life, it look like a slide show. Aye, I’m on a search for longevity. Looking for shade under money trees, Catching a buzz like a honeybee. I got a buzz like a hundred bees. I got a show you should come and see. You ain’t even gotta bring the weed, I can get you right if you come with me. Aye, I’m on a search for longevity. Looking for shade under money trees, Catching a buzz like a honeybee. I got a buzz like a hundred bees. I got a show you should come and see. You ain’t even gotta bring the weed, I can get you right if you come with me. I got a vibe like I drink and I drive. Smelling of roses, I stank of high. Text when I’m home. Safely arrived, I lay awake w/ the sun as it rise. Rise like the crust in the oven a pizza, I love my mother in love w/ the reefa, Smothered and covered w/ lovers a threesome, huh. Push ya shit back halopecia, huh. Positive goth I’m a thot. Sexy vacation dad over the pot. See me and Max is like seeing the lox. I mean that literally look at the locs. I’m going crazy no seeing a doc. You shoulda seen it we making a doc, Said putcha hands up they both on the clock, The heartbeat’s a tick on the watch. Damn, my parade got rained out, Journey took a strange route, Smoke a cigarette before I sing to bring the pain out, Biters brought the bloodrayne out, Rock brought Dwayne out, John Wayne, my whole campaign became clout. Hellish and heavenly, I’m on a search for longevity. Looking for shade under money trees, Catching a buzz like a honeybee. I got a buzz like a hundred bees. I got a show you should come and see. You ain’t even gotta bring the weed, I can get you right if you come with me. Aye, I’m on a search for longevity. Looking for shade under money trees, Catching a buzz like a honeybee. I got a buzz like a hundred bees. I got a show you should come and see. You ain’t even gotta bring the weed, I can get you right if you come with me.