Now I look at em all Like this is for me Can y'all look at the flows? They is gourmet Y'all wanna see me fall I know that I was walking home Bumping the drought 3 Boy don't lie to me Yo music ain't Ralph Yo music knock off And I decided I don't want the underground Y'all could have it This is too magic All my flows drastic It's too Jura**ic I got the park full of monsters Stay home Cause it's dark and it's haunted I'ma see you way later in the morning I spent a lot of days lonely So let em try and hate on me I got too much to offer Too clutch like Kobe Feeling like I'm Rudolph On Christmas morning I got gifts on a sleigh Young Beamon '06 Wayne Hair swing like it Lightning on my light skin Like me or you hate me Now you sound just like me I can't make my mind up Did a feature with that man Then I left his b**h a** tied up Think that you can see me Boy I promise you can't Leave your body in flames Dominating the rain As a child you was lame Never wore Aéropostale White tees on my body Beam was a snot-nose Hair wild nappy, never had a bob hair cut You be sneak dissing say my name And I'ma tear you up Hair wild nappy, never had a bob hair cut You be sneak dissing say my name And I'ma tear you up I will not stop recording till I get some millions I hit stop on all they songs cause I don't ever feel it If it's f** me then it's a f** you all thing Boy you think it's sweet, come over here and I'll swing