can i get a finger snap? wait
tryna' make a million of the million things that you lack
tryna' be bigger than world-famous in new zealand
writin' bars on the way to a bar
soul searching at 2: 22 am
on a manhattan-bound train
i'm a thousand feet below
bones are overthrown slaves
lately that's how deep i been
wishin' my enemies a day job and better friends
more vision than a remote
your favorite rapper's dead
i'm killing his beats on shuffle mode
and that was me freestylin'
so when they're sayin' you're my best friends"