>Lookin' at my bitch, I bet she give your ass a bone
>Lookin' at my wrist, it'll turn your ass to stone
>Stretch limousine, sipping rosé all alone
>Double-headed monster with a mind of his own
>Cherry-red chariot, excess is just my character
>All-black tux, nigga's shoes lavender
>I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
>Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired (Uh)
>Before his jaw shattered, climbing up the Lord's ladder
>We still speedin', running signs like they don't matter, uh
>Hater talkin' never made me mad
>Never that, not when I'm in my favorite paper tag
>Therefore, G4s at the Clearport
>When it come to tools, fool, I'm a Pep Boy
>When it came to dope, I was quick to export
>Never tired of ballin', so it's on to the next sport
>New Mercedes sedan, the Lex' sport
>So many cars, DMV thought it was mail fraud
>Different traps I was gettin' mail from
>Polk County, Jacksonville, right in Melbourne
>Whole clique appetites had tapeworms
>Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my J burns
>I shed a tear before the night's over
>God bless the man I put this ice over (Uh)
>Getting 2Pac money twice over
>Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice-roller
>I'm makin' love to the angel of death
>Catchin' feelings, never stumble, retracin' my steps (Uh)
