[Will Smith Interlude]
[Verse 1]
I was told that a man doesn't shed any salt
So I'll swallow blood before I beg for support
It's like playing tennis, getting bread is a sport
Then go back and forth with the feds in a court
I bled and I fought, it's why I dread coming short
The thoughts of suicide in my head wasn't fraud
I left a signature that the speds couldn't forge
We don't take the same path as we head for the morgue
So with that in mind, I live to the fullest
So frank with my hustle you would think I was Lucas
The haters are always in sync with my newest
But I simply recall with no Inc I can do this
Let me tell y'all what I think of the Judas
They can die slow like I winked at the shooters
1's for the money, 2's for the troopers
A n***a tries me he's loosing, I do this
[Will Smith Interlude]
[Verse 2]
But you want to talk sk**? Well, who can touch mine?
I'm leaving you all crossed out like a plus sign
All about a million therefore I scream "f** dimes!!!"
Colors on the ice so I'll call the watch slush time
You ain't fazing Karl with them gay words stupid
I'm raising the bar like I gave birth to it
If you're hand cuffing don't bring your broad fam
Because I'll will probably get her, I swing like Tarzan
Been about the cash flow ever since a rascal
Now I've probably had more misses than a Shaq throw
Living in a castle I don't need to flash though (You)
Only see the green when you're watching all your gra** grow
a**hole, you're pa** slow, your speed's like a tortoises'
I'd rather drive Lambos, and sleep in a fortress
Till my weed stash is like seeing a forest
Bet you'd probably go and give a knee to afford this
(Forfeit)
[Will Smith Interlude]
[Verse 3]
I'm a beast with the pen, I'll show them what it does
They want to talk bars I'm flowing like a flood
Careless where you set it, I'll always go above
These fake a** n***as, I call them Lola Love
And without her even knowing who I was
I showed her to the rug, she was blowing just because
You were better keep on token on them d**
Cause' that's the only way you'll notice any buzz
I'm soaking up the love, but the press got me messed up
Yet I won't quit and that's on left nut
We can all try to play like the best, but
There's only one Karl, and all of the rest s**
Like Johnson I'm magic with the pen
The steps wouldn't help, I'm an addict to the wins
You will need Shakespeare to top my writtens
But you couldn't make a hit with boxing mitten
Try quitting
[Will Smith Interlude]