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