[Verse 1: Radamiz]
You fucking mosquitos
Blocking these Oliver Peoples
Asleep on a speedboat
This Japanese, not Casamigos
The 44 blows and turns your blood into La Croix, sparkling
A couple tour dates perform for thousands
Can’t beef with rappers, can’t be out here fighting toddlers
What you accomplished? We got the same 24 hours
To a PCH, 100mph cruise from housing
We used to slapbox with cockroaches and wabi sabi
Beauty in the imperfections
With Nickychulo and the Emperor
Gold embezzlement your necklace
I’m just kidding but your heart rate rises
When Radamiz meets your eyelids
Prepared for whatever outcome
Spinning blocks, spinning dreidels, taking risks
For payrolls and paid days off we’ve paid in sins
Made mistakes, ate $100 steaks and vino
And peeped many faking Guru to get Mass Appeal
Type of shit to make a pastor squeal we’ve seen at these P.O. boxes
But still smiled and trusted karma
No bullet holes on me but background check the psyche
All of you started before me and never minded me
Walked my path with Iron Clad feet entirely
But still close to the yay like John Monopoly
You ain’t lit enough to beef with me
Enough bottles on this table spoil 3 kidneys
7 figure check convos make me 360
I’ve got a daughter to provide for a mean right
Got some brothers in the struggle that deserve peace
I’m from Brooklyn baby, too many get RIP’d
Smoking hookah in the Lower East
My shit sounds like pure life
Everybody looks like me
I point to the whole world when the bouncer asks for my ID
The purest I’ve ever been, the surest I’ve ever been
All encompassing IQ brings millions
You could tell I mean it, feel it, seen it
The view from this rocking chair so scenic
The old me died like a quickly forgotten dream
The new me arrives enlightened with shiny things
And prays to handle the problems that big money brings
Im talking big big big big big money
Too big to fit between these hands
Yo, I’m less wow’d every day but more promoted to
It’s more convenient to be a genius than just adorable
I’m on a zenith and more disagreeable than recordable
The truth’s ugly but fuck it its quotable aye
Oh y’all ballin? Well we ballin too
Y’all ain’t nothing I aspire to
Y’all sin like Sloth but think it’s fire in the booth
Get on your job
How you bored? Go be someone new
Get in your zone
Your growths a chore, go get you allowance, go get a cause
Im the new Walt, I'm a hand of fire, I’m a twin of God, God
Miracles disguise themselves as coincidences
Speak with intention
Can be your medicine or lethal weapon
Some people you won’t be useful to till you reach a Heaven
Some places you can’t google to when you need directions
I'm a Slick Rick lookalike, Quick draw, Win 4, book a fight
Split jaw, Face lift Mount Rushmore
Took a night to smoke, took a day to solve a jigsaw
Fired my PR and got in Pitchfork, bitch
Who the fuck said it’s sin-like to be rich?
You play for what ever team the letterman fits
The last play that Kobe made was an assist
So take this and then deuces
[Verse 2: Madwiz]
When I ascend from hell, I bring inferno wit me, then burn quickly
And Jesus taught you bout that other cheek shit but
You wouldn’t turn and hit me
Madwiz, all I want is mad riches
And big titty Aquarius bitches
I fuck fairy’s and witches, rhymes scary and mystic
Shit is like getting lost in the woods or the wrong hood, nigga
Run, hide, cause I pack the triple 5
Pull it out in the party and make yo Saturday night live
Inhale knowledge and I keep my gun polished
You could Leave the game but you dying if you come back like Wallace
Word to stringer, got a legendary middle finger
I stick it up in the faces of the fakers while I’m making dinner
And even if you got a Will there ain’t no way that’s like beating Bobby Flay on his best day, bitch
These MC's be getting on my nerves
FUCKIN niggas walking around the city thinking they superb
I’m so allerg, with ease y’all make me sneeze
Wack ass rhymes, just floating in the breeze, what I need, is a Claritin or Zyrtec
Cause I can’t even fathom how someone ain’t out you maggots in the dirt yet
But bet, Wizard go on a spree of killing
A nigga blood but I keep it spilling, because I seek a million
Fuck you, your grandmama and ya great
Y’all marked for death, when I spark the bless, bitch
Tough boy, bitch, the hungriest
If Jada top five dead or alive I’m number six
For now, cause I’m approaching fast like martial law
You can’t stop Basquiat my art is raw
Big wizard that nigga that leave you spell bound
You never seen that nigga mike Tyson go 12 rounds
I told Jungle be safe and then laughed Jungle been being safer than me since I was one and a half
You wanna represent thugs around the world
But you ain’t letting no thugs around ya girl
Madwiz is the finest, and the divinest
Nicer than you combined with all them niggas you rhyme with
Think of the times you felt down and just alone
You know the wizard wrote rhymes to get ya home
So in my book you’ll always be gang
Love, Tough Boy Madwiz bitch, still a thug thang
