Lyrics
Feelin like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send em to the cemetery with obituaries
Dont be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I been thinkin bout, all the Os in my bank account
Extra Os in my bed, round the same amount
Ever since this new star fame came about
Or, even since me and Drizzy started hangin out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transitioned to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drug slang, in the drug game, with the hustling
(I know one thing)
Anything is better than that 1 Train
Bag made at Goyard, cheffing like Im Boyar Dee
Probably sellin D and in your local courtyard
Braids like Im O-Dog, a la familia: go hard,
Down to my in-laws, they outlaws with no law
We outlaw, then I bogart, any bozack, I approach that
When a toe-tag get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze yall like DOOT! DOOT! I hate yall
When the beef cooked, I ate yall, like MMM MMM lets play ball
In a ball park with all sharks and a blindfold I rob cold
My K hot, your nine cold, it bark like canines, throwin
That banana clip, straight from the rip
Ill make that shirt stay ripped, Im on some shit
If Im not the hottest then Hell mustve froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Dont look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you supposed ta
Rocks at your posters
Drop nice like this, I metamorph like Im supposed ta
I might slice my wrists or pretend like a vulture
And jump off this cliff
Barely even conscious, talkin to my conscience
Gettin deeper and these flows like conches
Im on my convict, dont drop bars, I drop prisons
Dont sell rocks! Seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias in the
The violence and the killings, so give in
They see my pigment, and yo that was the ignance
Unfortunately, I am not that type of nigglet
But pass the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 oclock with Jigga
And Im thinkin bout signing to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me, so I try to prevail
But when I preach it only hurt their sales
Like youre only gon end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga
Wish you the best, for real
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fucking rapper
Fuck it, painter, skater, musician, trailer park
Dirt ditch digging, burger flipping, eat, sleep shittin human being
You would be in trouble to buy double a cup of me
To these others, cause comparatively speaking
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
My visions beyond the Hubbles, I huddle with Nubians
You beginning again you in school at 10, late
Radioactives going gold
And so? Great!
Do I give a flying duck if Im applying love to my rhyming,
Plus aligning us?
Alabamas climbing up, wait, no I dont give a flying duck
Nothin but a buckshot
Chick POW!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Aint never been a rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show
Yelawolf
Weed a different color like a hoodrats bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
And see guys, Im high like Michael Jacksons penny loafers
Moonwalkin on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
The bitch pussy smell like a penguin,
Wouldnt hit that shit with my worst enemys penis
Bitch, when I say this I mean this: Hoe, Im the meanest
Dick so big stretch from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, Im shittin out monsters
Lawless, obnoxious, on that suck my cock shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich plot shit
Hoes on some got shit Stop it! You not this!
Not this, regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin tears of vodka, premadonna at the concert
A goner smokin chronic bout to vomit gin and toinc
Trust me, Im honest, tell me: Isnt that ironic?
Swiftly, I shift the beamer 8-60
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the blake with me
The moons reflection off the lake hit me
You should have stayed with me, now many Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop from boxes very often
Confetti tossing, drinking Henny like Im Kenny Lofton
Outstanding
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the Phantom
Damn this shit taste like fantastic
You see me coming through in each state
Just so the lord can put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I got the briefcase
Gabble slam, Im a free man, try not to eat ham
Spit like my last breath, casket wrapped, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out cold, the legs went flat
After that, bottles I cant pronounce, like how you ask for that?
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap when all they had was wack
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes
A championship wins the aftermath
Ask Lebron, open palm slap a bitch
Walk the the plank, Ill break a bank
Ive been in the business of sinkin ships
Choking niggas out with the anchors they they anchored with
Resuscitations cost the label, Im taxin if you want a hit
Clear fuck your career bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, eighty-sixer, nigga thats my born year
Get the fuck from round here thats just my country ways
Suckin on your mamas titty, bitchin while I was choppin blades
Grippin grain, fuckin hoes, candy paint like everglades
Miss me with that rapper, child, Ill take that shit up with my base
I put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hopin the world end
So they wont have to drop another album
B.B. Kings all the king in me so why cant you?
In order to come up close youll have to dig up cash and Elvis too
The way they water flow, Dixie River Pass
Fuck your Louis flag, poppin Benjie tags on your wifeys ass
Thats out of line, but in living color
I m more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers
A true artist