Tekst piosenki
(Verse 1)
When the instrumental hits you know what it’s about to be
The end result is fire, the first verse is how I douse the beat
If you ever see me at a party you should shout to me
I’ll be the one who’s singing songs while pissing off the balcony
Or I’m with a girl who’s down to ride just like a Valkyrie
Swear my life is golden, God must be a beast at alchemy
Tryna live it up before I got a lot of mouths to feed
Once I do I’ll raise em like my parents, they looked out for me
I don’t play the radio cuz most of it is crap to me
Y’all say that you feeling it but all I feel is apathy
All these up and comers idolize the wackest rappers b
I’d rather be like Issac Newton underneath the apple tree
(Verse 2)
Music or the fortune? Man you gotta pick what side you on
I grab the microphone and rock it like Hakeem Olajuwon
Shouts go out to Houston, cop my music, chop and screw it
Slow it down, I spit it vivid so a lot can not construe it
It’s difficult to balance but I know that I can do it
I can teach the youth a lesson and still have em rocking to it
Only 18, but my age belies my mental
You would think I lived forever when I’m writing with this pencil
Not surprised by anything cuz honestly I’ve seen it all
Climbed the highest mountains just so I could have the meanest fall
Addict for the music and I hope I never see withdrawals
I wanna spread my message til the day that God & Jesus call
For now it goes to voicemail, I’ve come to far I can’t fail
I got the game on lock and it ain’t over yall, I can’t bail
Staying true to me cuz all that acting just became stale
R&R’s the family and we spreading fast as chain mail
(Verse 3)
Watching Cowboy Bebop while your lady draws a bath for me
I wanna see those DD’s and I ain’t talking batteries
Life is pretty wild but I wanna slow it down a bit
Dive in pools of liquor but I never ever drown in it
The swag of 2 Chainz, with the wits
Of Bruce Wayne
Going down in history like Michael Jordan’s flu game
I can take the game the only questions „Now or later?”
Disciple of hip hop until the day I’m crowned the savior
And that won’t be long, I’m making digital gold
Destroying every single beat this ain’t your typical flow
Right now I’m just flexing my occipital lobe
I’m seeing every single rapper thought you niggas should know
Seeing every single rapper, thought you niggas should know
Now I’m coming from the bottom to the tip of the globe
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