Uh, shine it up, nigga These the niggas that fill you up with the bluff, nigga
Went from a sucker to a lover How I'm supposed to fill your soul when I can't even trust my brother
Emotions are composed, I told him buckle up cause it get bumpy on this road
They never listen, incompetent as a prison These the niggas out here missin', but I guess I just f*cked up the mission
Back to back on these niggas, my touch is on the Midas We turned to unc , we was beggin' to get a little guidance
He wanted shotgun to fight off these demons right beside us How we supposed to prevail with a hand of arthritis
I may not be the brightest, but they never tried it The wild, wild west will show you how much they despise us
Every time I wake up, I see nothing but the climate With stars upon the scene, cars you've never seen
A city of lord and angels, you only see in your dreams In a two-faced world, you would think it was Halloween
Sitting front row in the stage of your favorite rappers I dream about the money and cars and booty clappers
The chain reactors, the many, many chapters The start of history, I'm ready for encounters
The strength of destiny done gave me all my powers Living lavishly is what my brain empowers
I'm picking you apart, you might think I'm Dr. Yang I'm playing mind games, this that shit you can't retain
Hold up, let me explain I feel like Grey's Anatomy doing surgery to the brain
Hold up, hold up Hold up, I think I'm on one
I'm on one, I'm on one I'm on one, oh yeah, I'm on one
You think I'm done? The madness just begun When I start spitting these lyrics, I start to see the spirits
I see the spirits in digits, I might get superstitious 666 is the devil, I bet he on a mission
Testing my position, you missing, I might just get religious
I got permission, permission for competition The angels is on my side, I'm trusting my intuition
He do it for the souls of men Exhorting all my energy so he can recommence
But y'all ain't really built to fight for presents to the end
Y'all would rather fight the war and keep the cycle on again, uh
They look up to me cause I'm the one to flip the bill
I remember Jigga Dang can read big pimpin' still
Big yachts, bad bitches, can't stop chill God inspired me to build my team, cut my own deals
That's gon' be me and the team this year if it's God's will
And that's on God still
I remember my brother play ye Sunday mornings
Sound like gospel
It was his favorite rapper, I made it mine too
Every time I turn it on, it remind me of you
And now the table's turning, and I'm screwed
I'ma come out number one, can never be the two
Three, four, mic check, Drizzy on the mic
I'm a living legend, bitch, you better get the hype
You can't keep us down, bitch, niggas here to fight
Just cause my skin dim, they keep trying to break the light