I feel like a god, believe it or not

If you keeping your cards to your chest, well, I’m takin’ the pot

I feel like a god, I will take every shot

Strike you down on the spot, I feel like a, I feel like a, I feel like, feel like a

Got the whole block looking like “who is this?”

Now every motherfucker acting like they knew the kid

And every person that these others know I’m usually with

Is getting famous simply because they’re in my crew and it’s

A little scary and a little fucking ludicrous

So many options, gotta pay someone to choose a fit

With all this music, I’m not losing any hubris

Got me looking in the mirror like “who is this?”

I’m saying, help me out

‘Cause everybody that I know is trying to sell me out

And I’m running out of people who would bail me out

‘Cause I’m losing touch with family and failing out

Of everything besides the stage, the need to spit

Jesus, please believe that I feel as big

As a tower when empowered with the freedom it

Gives me to spit a verse, fuck, I need a hit

Like gimme dat, give, give, give, gimme dat

‘Cause I’m coming for the beats, and the mics, and the booths and I’m coming with a semi that

Is packed with like 120 vats of explosive gasoline and that’s

Going to turn your whole fuckin’ studio straight into bibimbap bowls, bitch

I feel like a god, believe it or not

If you keeping your cards to your chest, well, I’m takin’ the pot

I feel like a god, I will take every shot

Strike you down on the spot, I feel like a, I feel like a, I feel like, feel like a

Got the whole block looking like “who is this?”

Now every motherfucker acting like they knew the kid

And every person that these others know I’m usually with

Is getting famous simply because they’re in my crew and it’s

A little scary and a little fucking ludicrous

So many options, gotta pay someone to choose a fit

With all this music, I’m not losing any hubris

Got me looking in the mirror like “who is this?”

Ay, when it come to Kay, he don’t come to play

So you come and pray at the motherfucking altar

Are you praying at my altar?

Bring your mother and your daughter

And any cousins who might want to find out what a fucking player is about, yeah

Hahaha, yeah, yeah