Verse 1
f** it I said I'd be back to my best, Back as raw as the flesh, Who said I was here to impress, who said i was here to impress
They dont seem to know I'm next
I dont give a f** about these ex rappers I drop a bomb and nothing else matters
Get your cameras out I'm about to paint a portrait on canvas, Im tellin you that my thoughts matter
Bridge :
They're living in dreams they seem to forget what reality's like
At first they dont see me, but then they all have to hand over the mic, And over the time, they choke on my lines, tellin you imma get the win
Without over-time without over-time, over time
Verse 2 :
Back to make a k**ing like it's WATERLOO
They altered the results, so they all never knew
It's all deja vu on their favorite news
I'm sorry I can't explain all of the ways I ooze
Or the way I choose, to kick it in these fools
Forget for a minute bout your major views
I cannot say im not seduced, by the money and the fame, so i pray i dont loose
But that's not me I don't care for your escort girls, 4 door Ford escort is closer to my net worth
And I bet her, and her friends won't look
When I met her she was tender, now all she thinks about is her pleasure
All your leisures and your treasures, nobody seems to ever measure it out, don't you
Outro :
I want top spot f** your hierarchie, Or get your gloves on like Mohamed Ali, yeah its Ollie, and im all in, get your ride on like it's f**in Dakar - Paris
Yeah im far seen, so im so far gone, Yeah you dont me yeah, working all night with the f**ing light on, coz I don't stop till I'm first position, first position