I ain't always had a life like this
Baby, I had to fight for this
Ask the reason why I write verses
It's for the tens of millions that I might possess
If I just make it so let me bake then you taste it
My crew and I on the track feel amazing
As we get on the cooking
It's looking like we gonna get a lot of show bookings
From Ktm to Brooklyn
The hardships I was faced with got me money chasin'
I dont wanna leave my youth just wasted
I wanna make that billion dollars and im losing my patience
So I snatch the crown with no hesitation
(I'm just making a point)
Sing and rap and put the nation on the map
Yo imma give it validation
Worked so hard now I earn the guap
Sitting on the top easy life on that permanent vacation
These melodies I ain't hearing what they telling me
Ain't nobody getting me and its killing me
But im feeling the beat that he bringin its my remedy
Killing it no felony
Feels good doesnt it
I only show off when the shows on right
We bout to blow up soon u better hold on tight
I always show up my crew we glow up light like fluorescent
We shine like ornaments cook our own dont order it
On the mic I'm sorcerous
They can't handle my morbidness
Lyrically torturous to emcees I can't afford to miss
I'm in a killing spree danny barbosa
Hitman sippin wine chilling at mendoza
Focused on real bread unlike you loafers
I went rogue to burn your fuckin hope like a toaster
Never had no faith in me remember what I told ya
I went past the snakes now im alone king cobra (ooh)
Now its cobra strikes when I hold the mic
Take you on a roller coaster ride with the flows I write
I need more in my life I got dough on my mind
Ready to take off feel like im on the borderline
Sippin on that youth water
Tryna livin it up
If she looks hotter
Imma give it to her
Feelin' good smokin' hollywood
Light it up get higher boo
Feelin' good smokin' hollywood
Light it up get higher boo
Yea it feels good
Yea it feels good
I thank god for what I was gifted with
And ima make sure I use it for good take my family outta da hood
Cuz if I don't recognize in time what I have
Spend my time w the lads and don't focus on my raps
I know that ima look back
Regret the money that I coulda stacked
I'm good at that nobody got the vision that lil budhha got
On my momma on god, ima do this
And to the haters, I swear that im the rudest
Tryna' travel the world thru this
Tryna' break the family curse thru this
Fill my momma purse thru this
And thru this verse, I disperse all the judging words
Bitches chirp but u knw im busy stackin birds
It's a shame if u ain't still heard my name
From the heart ya u know I got the flame
Sippin on that youth water
Tryna livin it up
If she looks hotter
Imma give it to her
Feelin' good smokin' hollywood
Light it up get higher boo
Feelin' good smokin' hollywood
Light it up get higher boo
Yea it feels good
Yea it feels good