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 Jurassic
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 bitch ass 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 fuck me then it's a fuck you all thing
Boy you think it's sweet, come over here and I'll swing