[Verse 1: Emɐnuǝl X]
n***as front a lot
Till you pump a Glock/
b**h I pump the block With confidence
Don't act like a bumbaclat/
Whippin my foreign
Like Crash bandicoot/
Except if I Crash the coupe I'm selling
Xans until all my bands recoup/
Motherf**a better make
Sure that Ya mans astute/
Cuz greatness is about what you've
Done not bout what you plan to do/
See You n***as got bm's
And I just bought a bm/
Every time I hop out that
b**h I say carpe diem/
--
Change ya mentality -
Watch ya sh** grow/
Said the mind is a weapon
Aimed at you better get low/
Might get hoes but truly
Rather get chose/
As one of the greatest to do it Since
We lost makaveli to d**h row/
My crown made of
Thorn roses/
n***as try and sink me
Split them waters like Moses/
Never doubt a man despite
The lack of threat he poses/
Doses of overconfidence is
Like too much coke for noses/
Motherf**er
[Chorus: Emɐnuǝl X]
Ones in the air for
Aaliyah/
Put ya ones in the air
For Aaliyah/
(x4)
[Verse 2: Emɐnuǝl X]
Get it by any means I'm
All heart and muscle/
Good comes to those who Wait but
That's what's left from those who hustle/
I ain't got friends my
n***a -- just a lotta fam/
And a bunch of people who
Think they know who I am/
My mama took her Sonograms
In the promised land/
I'm the chosen one I got accomplishments
All you got is plans/
n***as say more
Than they do/
And just cuz it was said Don't
Even mean that it's true/
Ughh
Visions of pullin up
In a phantom/
With a chain that looks like I
Held medusas head up for ransom/
Snakes in her hair
But even more in illadelph/
That's why I stay clear of you
n***as and only f** with myself/
Too focused on my goals right now
To find the time to date you/
I'm only tryna be somebody
The people relate to/
You'd be surprised of the places
That A breakthrough will take you/
Cuz even friends'll silently
Wanna be you or hate you/
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Emɐnuǝl X]
I be lookin at you n***as
Like "whose mans is this?"/
You n***as think like bums
I think like a philanthropist/
f**ed your b**h and left
You ample pissed/
Had her lookin back at me sayin my name
Trust me I'm a romanticist/
Singles these days cost
A buck an ear like Tampa bay/
We got the internet you think
These kids gon really pay?/
It's all about pimpin ya
Merch and ya shows/
I swear pimpin music These
Days is like pimpin some hoes/
I'm pimpin my goals Let the art
Write this like rheumatoid/
Believe in me so much if
You insecure I leave you annoyed/
Be so deep in thought I feel like
This generations Sigmund Freud/
Rap entered a new space and I
Came just in time to fill the void/
I'm pimpin I'm pimpin fasho/
I'm pimpin I'm pimpin fasho/
And if these n***as won't Let me in the game then
Trust imma come thuggin and kick in the door/
X/
[Chorus]