I'm feelin' sky high
I'm feelin' sky high, yeah
I'm a dope boy 'cause I keep metal
My feet look sweet on the porch pedal
They shootin' at me, the suckas, I was barely grazed
No daddy, just mama; I was barely raised
Got racked wit my pin bleed on the page
Feel that take it back to my old ways
Before the jingle before the hot single
I was seeing shit boy, jackin' like Nino
Step by steppin', wreckin' and checkin'
No doors expected; madness is the method
Marcus is the essence-producer, writer,
Seller, dealer, composer, now 'rilla
This time I'm gon' rhyme
Rhyme until I die
Till they boot me out
Till then I won't stop
Watch out, I'm getting mine
Money's all mine
While you wait in line
I'm feelin' sky high
This time I'm gon' rhyme
Rhyme until I die
Till they boot me out
Till then I won't stop
Watch out, I'm getting' mine
Money's all mine
While you wait in line
I'm feelin' sky high
What you need to know, I'm a-teach it to ya
It's kind of cold so I bring the heat to ya
Sip potent juice top drop on the Coupe
Think I won't shoot? Go on, nigga, I'm a-shoot
Cherry bad biz, polished up rims
Music bumpin', I'm mad nigga; f*ck them
I came ta stack, like Lego blocks
Hit the candy shop, hand my man a Knox
I'm apparently hot; you can check me on MySpace
Stepped out the house with my high face
Laced the track; my drums go bat
Yes I'm a' get back; I'm in tact
Last man still standing, brandish my dollars
Careless how these gold diggers; now in a hollers
So holla
When I'm diggin' you out you know my rhymes
Till I dizzy until they put me away for crime
This time I'm gon' rhyme
Rhyme until I die
Till they boot me out
Till then I won't stop
Watch out, I'm getting' mine
Money's all mine
While you wait in line
I'm feelin' sky high
This time I'm gon' rhyme
Rhyme until I die
Till they boot me out
Till then I won't stop
Watch out, I'm getting' mine
Money's all mine
While you wait in line
I'm feelin' sky high