hey
put a towel underneath the door
open the windows up
oh man
don't you call the cops
i'm smokin' on that killa
i'm so super lit i can't even fight the feelin'
told my kids that daddy must go get the millions
pull up with the top
i left without the ceiling
i'm on to bag play
i'm in a great space
ain't with the fake love
i won't even handshake
the real niggas fuck with me
i'm talkin' the long way
i jump on the beat hungry
i make it a entree
i am not fighting the feeling
i gotta be one of the realest
really though
one of the illest
mentally fully committed
ain't no sauce for the free
ain't no land of the free
ain't no hand-out
let me find out
nothing's here for the cheap
i'mma rise to occasion
every time we arrange it
i'm alive
nigga
get in line
still ahead of time with the cadance
no flaws
no flagging
murder scene
new caskets
boy
it's feeling like the first time frank lucas hit with blue magic
god
oh shit
i think that's them people at the door zeek
i think we done packed too much gelato in the
yeah
fuck it
don't you call the cops
i'm smokin' on that killa
i'm so super lit i can't even fight the feelin'
told my kids that daddy must go get the millions
pull up with the top
i left without the ceiling
i'm on to bag play
i'm in a great space
ain't with the fake love
i won't even handshake
the real niggas fuck with me
i'm talkin' the long way
i jump on the beat hungry
i make it a entree
ready or not
fuck if you ready or not
niggas be talking a lot
claimin' they hot
fuck is you talkin' about?"