Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah
Fuck, uh
First off, I'm a motherfucking legend and don't ever get it confused
Show me love like a wedding, shit, I paid my motherfucking dues
Big trip shit, I got the tools
Don't live by no motherfucking rules
But I stick to the motherfucking code
Just flew in and got back on the road
Niggas hustling backwards, I'm done with
You actors, I give y'all a piece of my soul
Follow my journey, I give you the real
No label will sign me, was short of a deal
I put in work and if I can do this shit then
You do whatever the fuck that you feel, uh
First off, I'm a king, I'm a lion, you niggas be lying
Don't sleep on me, I'll leave you dead
On the bed that you lying on, yeah
Dior the shit that I try on, don't beef on the net, I could buy 'em
Adios, I'm catching the wave
Just be sure that a nigga don't ride her
I am Suge when I hop on the beat
Fucking right, yeah, a nigga a rider
Baby girl wanna hop in and ride it
Throw it back, yeah, I'm cumming inside her
Baby girl, she a motherfucking rider
See a pool full of money, I dive in
That's a vegan, yeah, we eating vegan
Check a nigga for being deceiving
Check a nigga for being deceiving, yeah
Load up the back, yeah, I need it with
Racks, yeah, I need it with Benjamins
I want expensive shit, I got expenses, yeah, I am relentless
I'm in the Benz and I grind in the trenches
I'm high in the clouds, yeah, I'm high as a bitch
I'm high as a
Cut a check for the write-offs
At your neck like a light cough
Clear my throat, nigga, we ain't the same
We got beef, don't be speaking my name
Put that heat, we gon' bring in the flame
We say straight up, then shout out La Flame
I don't cap, I don't shit in that verse
We performed and I didn't rehearse
I got back on the plane in the morning
Fucking right, I'ma sit in the first
Niggas say that I'm always inspiring
If you scared, then go sit in a church
I am here for the moment, I am here for a moment
I'm not here for a long time, I go in, I'm a grown man
Fuck with me in the wrong time, I go apeshit
I don't take shit, I embrace shit
Ain't got time, nigga, for that fake shit
We going up a level, yeah, a couple level, shit, I'm up forever
Yeah
Nigga



Writer(s): Julian Hecker, Chris Stowe Copyright: Painted Desert Music Corporation, Shapiro Bernstein & Co Limited, Painted Desert Music Corp


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