[Verse 1: Noah Caine] You a somebody to these nobodies Your new b**h probably one of my old bodies The loud on my n***as clearing the whole lobby I ain't ever trusting you n***as cuz that's a broke hobby Having these conversations with demons They're trying to get me to go against everything I believe in b**hes be complaining bout heat 'til I switch the seasons They fiend for the team They're down on their knees to pledge allegiance Had a couple brushes with the reaper Only thing he said "life could be much sweeter" Hoes can't resist a real n***a's demeanor When the don clean up I might give a fever to divas On a murder mission for the pape' One shot, one k**, one take One swipe, one pill, then switch states For the cake, my dollars will fornicate Started at the bottom of the stack Graduated, everything intact Forming the attack Southside'll put your body on your back Hommys put these shorties on the map Watch for the rats, any amount of cheese make them turn Trouble is you live and then you learn You hot, then you burn Swerving through Jamaica Ave. bend the curb Then do it like I'm Fif and hit a the burbs [Chorus: Noah Caine] Running through this money we burn it like what's the deal Day ones with me they always gon keep it real
Whispers in my ear got her telling me how she feel Blow another cloud I'm dipping spinning the wheel [Verse 2: Noah Caine] I had a dream I Was speaking to Malcolm Told him we was struggling, trying to produce an outcome Before I woke he spoke to me, I'll never doubt him He said the people need a leader And they'll never make moves without one Coming for the crown I might leave with ya head Running in my lane, I might need to eat ya legs Talking sideways, I might need to keep your bread If sh** get outta line, you might need to meet the lead My boys got toys that make you stop in your place With the same kick that Rousey got to the face Belligerent goon sh**, smothering you to d**h Illiterate lunatics that's loving to hit a lick, its lit I'm spazzing beautiful, everything is legit So tell the connect he'll get back everything on the flip I rip like the jeans of a fiend trying to scheme on the strip I don't do this industry sh** n***as f** with me Off The Strength [Chorus: Noah Caine] Running through this money we burn it like what's the deal Day ones with me they always gon keep it real Whispers in my ear got her telling me how she feel Blow another cloud I'm dipping spinning the wheel