[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Ran into my man talking "How you bruh? This life'll do ya"
I just turned and said, "I'm breathing, nigga, hallelujah!"
Went fishing, caught some oppur-tunas
Making up words, I'm an opportunist
Keep thinking a nigga ain't got maneuvers
Fuck the media, they not to fool us
Kid on the cover cause he shot them schools up
Think I don't know what's happening here?
Dog, this not new to us, they mock the ruler
But it's all good, right? I just got to Cuba, shit is live
Big homie had cancer and he chopped the tumor
Sister hate you plus your Pop is suit up
Life is feeling like it's chopped and screwed up
I miss a summertime I can screw up
On the way to the beach stopped and copped a cooler
Peace tatted on the arm but not the Buddha
Police checkpoint, they don't stop the Uber
I'm not a stupid muhhhfucka
Wasn't born with tools, bored with schools
Turned to rap, picked up on all the jewels
Turned off to rules, uh
United Crates laced me, gun off safety
I ain't no one off, baby, I go so dumb lately
Stupid Gucci belt, I might've
I might've worn that shit twice
Smart's not enough, once you get it you gotta freak it
Cars not enough, can't take 'em with you that's not a secret
Who the fuck are you?
You not iller cause you got bread
You can be wearing 3 vests I'm still coming for your head ahhh
Already dead if I can't live
Lil mama, you get me as is
Bragging
I'm not a one time kill it and stop
Ill every time you see me, nigga, that's on my momma
[Verse 2]
In your town, the flyest
Where I'm from I might be bias
Dapper Dan, no stylist
Always hanging 'round with the fly kids
Dreams play like projectors over my eyelids
Imagery known to cite riots
What if we put Maria in a pizzeria?
$100K, $8K a week? I say it's some idea
Momma mia
My dreams are something else
As he learns, he excels
I'm from where talent is cheap
People just trying to live themselves
So when you suck me, although I'm the one that's lucky, you lucky
My dick one of the best in the country
All I speak in is hyperbole
Shorty parents wanna murder me
My heart ain't been the same since the surgery
Talking old shit, talking notions, talking oceans
Talking Heads, talking beds, talking motions
Talking life, talking types, sparking nights
She said she ain't seen fireflies till she came to the East Coast
Talking d'evils, talking my enemies, talking my peoples
Got killers walking in steeples, off'n preachers
It's a mad world
[Hook] (Repeat x2)
Fly tweets aside, I think it's time, I think it's time
Leave the streets aside, I think it's time, I think it's time
Never seen this side, I think it's time, I think it's time
How do we decide what's the right time
[Verse 3]
Asking my God my purpose
The city's a damn circus
I'll be one of the tigers
Let up? Not in the slightest
Not in the books
Not at the parties, they don't invite us, most times
But when they invite us that's some time of my life shit
At the Moma, Yoko Ono came out dancing to Michael
I should've kicked it, worse gon happen is they don't like you
Asking my bitch the address
She like, Pop, I thought you had it
My memory's ill, I just remember what matters
Little bit of danger, life gets stranger
What yo name is? "Shirt, I just be making things"
That's what I be saying on planes, when they ask me
And I love it, I do
I'm saying, you with a nigga saying he got you, he got you
[Hook]
[Outro]
