Knock knock [Hook] Drinking on all this yac sh** never made me throw up Putting on all my chains b**h I'm bout to blow up You'on know a n***a who realer Benz in the Maybach Thrilla When I'm on the track, its illa You know a n***a better go get em [Verse 1] How could you have the audacity sleeping on me is insanity Pardon my manners and self esteem I feel like thee undisputed king I'm in some sh** that you never seen I'm with a chick dat be in your dreams I'm in the gym getting super lean I got it covered like Maybelline I want the money bags please Cuz I gotta feed my peeps I need my hands unchained Since you got the keys keys keys U can't not stop what is destined Me and my maker we best friends I will not walk with my chest in Show me respect nothing less than Holy water on my effen Only shooting for the game win Had to show a n***a phase 10 Meditate and then I praise dance I feel like Al Capone I kept a humble composure They looking for me to fold f** em and f** what they on Bruno Mali on the way 80s baby from the Tre South Florida on the face Deerfield I'm the face I must express you my gratitude I had to check on my attitude Plotting and planning on bigger moves And I told my brother we'll never lose Feel like the weight of the world on me I will not ever complain bout it I seen a cop shoot a black man Broad day caught a plane up out it co*k s**ers doing nothing bout it White man taking more vows They so reckless motherf**in cowards Police badges ain't got super powers I am the black and the great one Beauty embedded in my bloodline They wanna give us some fed time k** us then pick up the Pompoms Oh lord keep the devil off me Got my numbers doing somersaults 100 reasons ion f** with y'all This your number imma never call n***a [Hook] Drinking on all this yac sh** never made me throw up Putting on all my chains b**h I'm bout to blow up You'on know a n***a who realer Benz in the Maybach Thrilla When I'm on the track, its illa You know a n***a better go get em