New penny loafers, corduroy creaseless
I been on my own shit, something like Jesus
They be like yo, why compare yourself to Jesus
Hmmm, cause bitch I am Jesus
Better believe it like 'gee-whiz' good evening
Back on my villain shit, rinse and repeat it
I said I'm done with these dumb dimwit demons
Blunt in my right hand my left getting even
Breezing, I say good morning you sleep in
Yo shit don't stink? Homie bring the febreze in
Bro said he straight but do glee on the weekends
Sheesh, that shit deceiving
Thank god my mama don't believe in beatings
Middle school drama no pledge of allegiance
I stand my ground i be sinking my teeth in
Who want the million? I speak like I'm Regis
I feel like I'm Regis
Backpedal backspin
I'm back in rotation
Hold all the phone lines the king in the building
Don't hit my pager my pager for business
Hit a quick ted talk
Then its back to the valley
Got a slide it electric
Oh my god shit be stunning
Took my time I arrived hit the ground um running
Real MacGyver I thrived in them times I had nothing
Superstar, Carhart's, al a cart yummy
Rock star cop car barely um 20
Bastard car alarm 5 o'clock fussy
Two thoughts
Lebanon girls and the money
I got bigger b-bigger
My people d-d-d-dig it
P-packing shit i'm Dikembo
T-t-take what I'm given
Now now now listen to me
All you need within, you ain't getting from me
Hopping out the Benz, you be different you be switching on me
Brought em' out the pen, be like Eminem and Emmy nominee
All the dividends I be giving change to different homies
7 deadly sin I got 6 of em that weighing on me
F-f-f-fuck you pay me homie
See I run it back, okay
Run it back, okay
Feeling bad, jib and jab get ya badge all day
The bitch said okay, the clique said okay
The fit like, "oh man oh man oh man"
I'm back like Rogaine, the oil paint, "oh dang"
Got a buddy keep the burner on him, call him "Bourdain"
The sparks fly, "Coldplay", the folks call me old names
But i ain't him no way no way no way
Like what's crackin' my cracker
You capping acting spectacular
Back to back I done slayed goliath the dragon was after that
Sipping fat at the tabernacle then tackle the aftermath
Of 100 impractical rappers snacking on what I have
Imma boss, sucka free, elite motherfucka
Npc's, running free I delete muthafuckas
Seven seas, feel the breeze
Who believe in a brother
I'm on fleek, in the fleece
I'm officially stunting
I guess that jus gotta do with my hatred for the fuck shit
Run Forrest run get the gun let me pop shit
Oh you want the 1's?
I got 1 buddy plus 6 Fighting over crumbs
I'm like hmhmhmhm
That's the song bitch