Stylin

Oh you're mad 'cause I'm styling on you boy, in fact

You're a dunce, all you're missing is the pointed cap

But you know what's the most disappointing fact?

You're famous but you're broke, what's the point in that?

Never touched an M obsessed with having Stans

I'm about that action, you bout happenstance

I don't know why you suckers thought you ever had a chance

I am legend on my turf like I'm Bagger Vance

You thought different? Well it's time to disappoint you

In my city I don't miss with the assist like I'm De Bruyne

Got a pep in my step bagging trophies to annoy you

Longevity, got to touch the sky like sequoia

Went from spitting ether to Ethereum

Might cop chains from blockchain teaching new criterion

New world order trying to ease into delirium

I'm the rebel general, leading through experience

Oh you mad 'cause I'm styling on you

Not even trying, I'm cool, still shining on you

Get your game up bruh, get some flyness on you

I been first class, still got mileage on you

You just mad 'cause I'm styling on you

Not even trying, I'm cool, still shining on you

Get your game up bruh, get some flyness on you

I been first class, still got mileage on you

A calm mind, fit body and a home filled with love

It's all I need, clout chasing leaves your soul beaten up

Get a taste of acclaim and just hope it's enough

The reality of fame just don't fit the buzz

The folks you think are woke are snorting on coke, whoa

They pose and do the most but then they're all broke, whoa

Chase your own dreams, they'll say you have false hopes, whoa

And when you kick it well they move the goalposts, whoa

They're happy when they see you in the red

Nothing good should be for you, it should just be them instead

I know my government would probably want me dead

If you have money on your mind, they put money on your head

Me and my Mrs go-karting in the rain

Fishtailing through the hairpins, carving out a lane

Window shopping for a car then we hop aboard the train

Have fun before you ball and you've already won the game

Oh you mad 'cause I'm styling on you

Not even trying, I'm cool, still shining on you

Get your game up bruh, get some flyness on you

I been first class, still got mileage on you

Oh you mad 'cause I'm styling on you

Not even trying, I'm cool, still shining on you

Get your game up bruh, get some flyness on you

I been first class, still got mileage on you

I'm with a plug and a judge and we ordered two Chivas

Debating legislation and some German two seaters

You're wyling out don't forget you might need us

Us finesse shooters are one circle like Fifa

Life and death is in the power of tongue

You'll talk yourself into the grave while you're out here getting drunk

Y'all just kids, see what I just did?

Take a couple bars off, let Dus live