i welcome ya'll to greatness
you now witnessing a legend
real nigga shit
uh
i've seen it all from a crackhead living room
never get in tune with negative vibes
look in my eyes
27 years of pain when i glance
thing in my pants
never ever came for romance
finger fuckin' til my palm hurt
i came with the plan
i came with a glock
bullets run out
niggas getting socked off top
we were selling dope
like we was from the rock
off pot
hanging out the cutlass letting off shots
bill clinton gettin' head
you buggin'
you think i'm not
donald trump ain't safe on my block
gotcha your wifey at ihop
your baby mother love that cyclops
my one-eyed monster
interrogations keep comin' back
shit feel like karma
they add grams
now i moving with benz
ain't talking contra
verse-y
lord have mercy on a nigga ridin' in the mercy
with some hershey and she from marcy
the brain bosley
nigga fuckin' no bill cosby
samsung
champagne spillin' on it beside me
laced in tom ford
hard bottoms in the lobby
i missed the met gala
eatin' linguine with the best scallops
shit
i knew we was the best before i met khaled
chasin' lettuce out here lookin' for the next salad
i'm from the east side of harlem
we never stress valance
checks pilin'
black shades wave the tech smilin'
nautica trunks
a hundred blunts on the next island
my neck stylin'
5 karats on the angel wings
aventador
gold daytons
its a compton thing
don't make me switch ribs
hop in the ghost like it's halloween
run up on a con spittin' ether like i am out of queens
walk up on a nigga
broad day
take him out of things
leave him like barkley
make him play the block without a ring
me and dave
styles and jada
heroin and gasoline
rip to yams
when we in harlem cookin' collard greens
i start trippin'
it's like future when he out of lean
and i don't do construction but this hammer hangin' out my jeans
and what you rappers gon' do when you run out of memes
you can run on instagram
but can't outrun the beam
nigga
dope in michigan
detroit lions stamp
i run it like barry sanders
the spanish meyer lansky
hoodlum
my alliances out in brooklyn
we play steps like crooklyn
follow the lord
took 'em
a hundred bookies
bettin' on golden state
fiends sniffin' 8 balls as i watched his face go in that plate
what he snorting up? cuttin' wire taps
you ain't recording us
fresh pair of j's
and stilla fuck michael jordan up
go to jail
smack co's and tell the warden
what?"