Niggas know what I'm 'bout, really my freedom and not a billion
Niggas that hold money, just some kind of guy deity, just wanna be God really, but look
The God in me ain't shook, you guys atheists maybe, they blasphemy of course
I'm passionate, I never been ass kissin', of course I played backseat for the chorus, now I'm Lewis Hamilton new
I'm doin' laps on them folks, ain't too attached to them folks
You wanna problem? No problem, let's do some some damage control, hey
Let it go, I'm back like I was never gone
We came up with them crack babies, now down from fentanyl
One-four, two-five, my math came from the go-go
My rap came from the culture, my rap game from the GOAT though
I'm blessed, I'm favored, oluwa, I'm grateful
Just know if someone snake me, I'm [?] tanktop
Yeah, don't do a lot of that famous shit, I just fuck up the bands like Martin, not Tommy Davis, the jawn
Yeah, I go to Vegas for lunch and skate around the city like it's Usher Raymond's performance
Ain't a way to resolve it, I ain't takin' no help
You niggas always been chanting me, I'm takin' their belt
Look, hold up, everybody say they love you but don't know you
Everybody with a dollar never, dolo
Everybody outside now, ain't it?
Summer time make the heart go
Colder, yup, frozen, yup, shoulder, stings, mm
Frozen, yup, colder, yup, shoulder, stings

I'm the truth in the proof
The dealer in the coupe
The off-catalog watch buyer from the stoop
That became legend, operation for my youth
All I hear is birds, that's just words in the booth
The realest Birdman, I just Cock-a-doodle-doo
Doorstep, doorstep, I get it right through
Money talk, money talk, the wrist is light blue
Sugarhill sweets, shit is feelin' type two
Bruised egos, man, you niggas might sue
New Jack Ninos' tellin' on the crew
Past in the future, nigga, what am I? The Glue
The realest nigga in it, tell me, what am I to do?
Wrist in the pot, this is somethin' like a stew
Heard he got shot as he show up on the news
Podcast interviews, I am not amused
King-pin Push, I am not to be confused