(Verse 1)
Like TD Jakes with a greasy face and an Easter Plate
I'm hungry nigga, If I ain't champ, I'm number one contender
Like the Royal Rumble winner, eliminating all of these imbeciles
Any form of resistance then nigga, shit'll get physical
I'm a wizard with it, I'm mystical
Better yet homie, here I go, bitch I'm Mystikal, the man right here
The way I walk should tell you I ain't playin' round here
Call my phone, ask me where your broad, she layin' right here
I'm sayin' my prayers, hope the Lord forgives me for my sins
Even though I'll probably do the shit again
Try to play me, I'll turn to Bugaloo in Above the Rim
On my toes like strength shoes, I'm jumpin' out the gym
Lil nigga you a trip, heard my pop say that
When y'all around, all the thots say less
But when the kid come out, they're showing off like Beyonce chest
Cuz I'm a crazy mother fucker, young Delonte West
I'm on my cocky shit, people say I'm arrogant, deranged
All kinds of shit, just cuz we don't operate the same
Well I'm proud of it, spent the winter lighting up this flame
Carl Thomas shit, getting ready for my summer reign
Nigga this is pure dominance, my team is a monolith
Pussy niggas talking, they be flapping their vagina lips
Simply put, I'm tired of it
Swear to god boy respect your jaw or you're ending up
Like Rudy Tomjanovich; and I'm Kermit Washington
Put your favorite rapper in my presence and I'm washin' him
Straight up molly woppin' him
Niggas out of pocket, I be watchin' em
Grip the Smith like Pocahontas thottin' in her mocasins
Wait, that was John Rolfe
Every track I get busy, word to Sean Paul
Man this sound like the word of God, bitch I'm John Wall
Maybe I am a little deranged
Fuck these niggas waves dog I'd rather go against the grain
(Chorus)
I'm going hard, I feel like Hova in his prime
Been waiting all my life, I think it's almost time
Success and the money, they gon coincide
Can't be in my circle dog if you ain't down to ride
I done had hella slices of humble pie
But now I'm full, just know that I'm finna come for mine
If you're a casualty then fuck it nigga, be well
Got the game in a chokehold, young Sprewell
(Verse 2)
The black F Scott Fitzgerald, this my side of paradise
On a roll, pair of dice, all you niggas parasites
212 Fahrenheit, nigga we ain't fair in height
Muggsy Bogues compared to Mike; All world, Jerry Rice
Jordan Knight, I'm the new kid on the block
Dirk Nowitzki back in 98, simply tryna find my way
VInnie Johnson microwave, boy I'm heating up
This is my house now, wack rappers your lease is up
Now put a coaster underneath that glass lil nigga
Beef and broc timbs with the Tommy Hilfiger
Hundred proof rhymes probably make you feel bitter
But it really ain't no use in crying over spilled liquor
I know the saying is spilled milk, but this some grown man talk
Putting work in, no Jansport, that's kinda light
Oh well, clothesline a hater like I'm JBL
Blame it on the Petersburg in me, the city raised me well
I used to be a nice guy like Kevin Arnold
But these Winnie Coopers done turned me into a savage
So now I gotta have it all day and all night bruh
Until I found a Topanga I really wanna wife up
Tryna be something that you're not can really fuck your life up
Trap rapper or trap actor it's hard to decipher
If you really moved all that weight you'd probably be a lifer
So either you're sneaky as hell or you's a fucking liar, just sayin'
Idolizing drug lords ain't to bright nigga
Think about it, most of them don't even like niggas
I pledge allegiance to the grind, word to Mike Bigga
But every leader needs a squad, word to Mike Ditka
I'm Walter Payton in a pair of Asics
Smoking headband, my blunt gas, big stacks, I must stash
Legendary when I'm six feet deep
But I'm like white people's kool-aid, ain't shit sweet
(Chorus)
I'm going hard, I feel like Hova in his prime
Been waiting all my life, I think it's almost time
Success and the money, they gon coincide
Can't be in my circle dog if you ain't down to ride
I done had hella slices of humble pie
But now I'm full, just know that I'm finna come for mine
If you're a casualty then fuck it nigga, be well
Got the game in a chokehold, young Sprewell
