Designer draped on me
Living wild and carefree
Life done prepared me
Ain't shit I ain't seen
Van Kamp off a bean
Smooth criminal off lean
Want more I'm a fiend
Guard up Tyler Steen
Foot against the pavement
I don't make no statements
But I make a statement
Carving like a mason
You can catch me outside
Uber's only way you get a ride
Dominant like Crimson Tide
No console, the game is mine
Can't golf but up to par
Ground level still a star
Guns blazing ready for war
Broke the door, left it ajar
How you doing?
Keep it moving
Before contusions
Be your conclusion
No illusion
One man unit
I'm a mutant
Limbs I'll loosen
Green light on go
Need no weeds to grow
I just and hustle and flow
Like a bomb I blow
Is there anybody else?
Putting up plaques on a shelf
My discog done gave me wealth
Whipped y'all ass, don't need a belt
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Designer draped on me
Living wild and carefree
Life done prepared me
Ain't shit I ain't seen
Van Kamp off a bean
Smooth criminal off lean
Want more I'm a fiend
Guard up Tyler Steen
Foot against the pavement
I don't make no statements
But I make a statement
Carving like a mason
You can catch me outside
Uber's only way you get a ride
Dominant like Crimson Tide
No console, the game is mine
Can't golf but up to par
Ground level still a star
Guns blazing ready for war
Broke the door, left it ajar
How you doing?
Keep it moving
Before contusions
Be your conclusion
No illusion
One man unit
I'm a mutant
Limbs I'll loosen
Green light on go
Need no weeds to grow
I just and hustle and flow
Like a bomb I blow
Is there anybody else?
Putting up plaques on a shelf
My discog done gave me wealth
Whipped y'all ass, don't need a belt
Living wild and carefree
Life done prepared me
Ain't shit I ain't seen
Van Kamp off a bean
Smooth criminal off lean
Want more I'm a fiend
Guard up Tyler Steen
Foot against the pavement
I don't make no statements
But I make a statement
Carving like a mason
You can catch me outside
Uber's only way you get a ride
Dominant like Crimson Tide
No console, the game is mine
Can't golf but up to par
Ground level still a star
Guns blazing ready for war
Broke the door, left it ajar
How you doing?
Keep it moving
Before contusions
Be your conclusion
No illusion
One man unit
I'm a mutant
Limbs I'll loosen
Green light on go
Need no weeds to grow
I just and hustle and flow
Like a bomb I blow
Is there anybody else?
Putting up plaques on a shelf
My discog done gave me wealth
Whipped y'all ass, don't need a belt
Writer: Antonio Lee
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