[Intro]
Uh, yeah
I'm feeling chill right now
[Verse 1]
I'm on my paper chasing, oh you swear you didn't know?
I thought I told you once before, but you was checking out my clothes
Dang that's store's expensive, and I never got enough
I'm trying to grind hard, but grinding never is enough
That fame's the border, I'm trying to cross it
I'm trying to keep it all like I'm a hoarder, I'm trying to floss it
I'm cuter than your boss is, then cut your loses and roll with me
I guarantee, I'm what you need, ya
Danger danger there's stranger spitting fire verses
I'm k**ing tracks I leave them dead, I ain't got time for hearse, I'm like a tortoise
My fame is moving slow, but best believe that when I'm done, the world will know, yeah
[Chorus]
My music got me singin' like Sinatra
My music loud, I'm livin' loud, I'm feeling like an opera
I'm gonna live my life, word to my mantra
And I'mma keep on kicking dope verses you call me Yamcha
[x2]
[Verse 2]
Look, my music got me singin' like Sinatra, decked in all black
I'm on my gothic cla**
I ain't got swag cause that's for little boys and I'm too old for that, I'm sorry
Did I offend you? I didn't mean to, I'm speaking truths and speaking of
I'm tired of these liars claiming all they got is money cars the clothes and the hoes
I swear every night on Twitter, blowing up my phone, got sold out shows
Like dang, I feel like Slim Shady
Your name is who? You doing what? Your friend is who? He's doing what?
Boy stop it
You got an album, and you just dropped it, but you low on funds? And made no profit?
I guess you s**, and on one copped it
[Sinatra Sample]
The King of New York city, Francis Albert Sinatra
“This is like being in baseball, the bases are loaded and you're at bat
You don't know what you're gonna do!”
[Chorus]
[Sinatra Sample]
Ladies and gentlemen I'm delighted to see you all
And I hope that we do this again, I'm not leaving you yet
I hope that we do it again from time to time
And I get to see some of you, and get to know some of you
Is important to me, very important