Yes I'm back up in it
Gotta hustle, that's a staple
Other shit is for the birds
Wrap that note around your
Ankle and take off with it
Gassed up, y'all petrol with it
Get defensive, build a wall, Gorbachev with it
Gore Vidal with the potential Way of thinking
Selfish on my way to power, With my shit never stinking
In this new world that I will embark
Shifty niggas moving in the shadows
They stepping in the dark
Tryna put me in between the Sheets for the coroner
Or have me voyage to Atlantis, Dump my body underwater
The end goal is to have me
Struck with rigor mortis
The kind that ain't relieved after Coitus
More like the corpses
If it happens, find the guys who
Did it
Don't give them no type of Habeas corpus
Mammal swimming in them Waters
Feeling like a porpoise
Regardless of the situation
Bitch I'm still gorgeous
George Wagner, cocky bastard, Throwing flowers to the crowd
Yeah I get it man
That sounds real backward
They make love to the ground
That I choose to put my feet on
Showing that I'm way above
These peons
They ain't even worthy of golden shower
Bold and in power
Smoking like a pistol,
Not a square, got that sig sauer/ Nothing to play with
I shouldn't even have to say shit, Cause that's the use of foul
Language
Flashy robe when I travel the Globe
Flying first class, and I never Dabble in coach
Keep my nose clean, no I never Dabbled in coke
Wash my ass with only the finest Lavender soaps
High and mighty
Talk down on me just to spite Me
Deep down they all wanna be
Like me
But they can't do it even if they Rocking Nikes
Might fly Air Force one while Them bottom bitches biking
Presidential
Champion of the Intercontinental
Furthest thing from being Quintessential
Extraordinary
That is what I signify
Everyday that I arise
Gorgeous George through my Eyes
Everything I ever thought of will Materialize
Ruling with an iron fist and an Imperial mind
When it comes to beats
I'm a killer, serial kind
Delirious I? Never that on this Side