America (feat. Casey Veggies & Joey Bada$$)

Uh (uh) Macadelic America I'm in a room filled with holographic images Path is limitless, death, well, that's ridiculous I'ma live forever, 'cause a legend never die See the world as simple, but complex in the design (uh) I spent some time just thinkin' Where did that get me? High, more drinkin' Now my head empty, so can it last a couple minutes more? Pain, a funny thing when you can't figure out the source Bear witness while I'm checkin' bitches off my hit list Try to understand the fuckin' message I encrypted Ancient, hallucinating visions of utopia Until I figure out that the perfect world, a lonely one (uh) Never hold my tongue, vocal as a loaded gun And I'ma shoot somebody in the face if they too slow to run (uh) Mac Miller, I'm the only one But I'm the coldest one, this is pandemonium Got my middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) My middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hands on my nuts while I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) Still in a room filled with holographic images Crushin' information into powder, then I'm sniffin' it Directly to my head, never sleep or use my bed Iller than the future death of you ingestin' Sudafed Might head to Budapest just to get a Gucci vest Hop into a jet, get some rest to diffuse the stress (uh) See, this is what I do the best Nothin' that you got except the bullet gettin' through my chest Save hard, a Braveheart, a warrior I take part to stay far from coroners I heard some corny words said about my music though Talkin' all that shit, sound exactly like a groupie ho Most dope, got you hooked, yellin', "Rufio" First you lose your mind, then you lose your soul So, what you talkin' about? Thinkin' you out of options American-born, impeccable form, above and beyond, never the norm Got my middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) My middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hands on my nuts while I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) Your chick live in Pittsburgh? Bet I steal her Shout out my wigga Mac Miller, comin' up in a world full of killers I'll be shaded up at the villa with a girl that know what the deal is Yeah, they know I come from the illest city on the map, we don't know how to act, ah! Realest young rap go-getters in America Bad chicks get tossed around like the merry-go CV and Mac Meezy takin' off on PJ's We the future, so every night is a new day Sittin' in the studio, chain on and my hat low Young visionaries and we sellin' out the rap show I can trigger the wave in my sleep Name paved, I feel like I am engraved on the beat, ah! Wake up shower, get paid and repeat Spit one flow and got made on the streets Welcome to the land where you never stay for free Swag worth a mill, drop cast let it deal, veggies Got my middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) My middle finger up with a cup and a Dutch split (uh) Hands on my nuts while I'm wilin' out in public (yeah) Welcome to America (uh) Motherfucker, welcome to America (yeah) 'Bout to drop hot shit, runnin' out of patience, niggas not sick Rollin' up the dankest loud, plane goin' Mach six Rise to the top and topics change to Glocks and the Stock Exchange Now watch the price of life on the block drop, insane You can't stop this reign, don't name-drop in vain Inhale toxic flames from tropic strains, it's awkward, strange Last week he was nothin', boxers stain Everybody love him and chicks offer top for fame To the top I aim, testin' waters, so I've been afloat No deal but flow so real, he been in the scopes Sun got shine, now they say he shady, but he never dippin' though Still facin' L's, you would think a nigga wins was low What you think I'm in this for? Won't stop 'til the nigga who invented dope End the flow or behind bars, droppin' prison soap Beggin' for forgiveness, but it's business though I'm record spittin' Guinness flows Got it up in sources, now he in the store