It's Nike'

Princess of the Peace and the know it's me

Get on the stage mic in my hand, better be singing along

You can't get a piece of me if you don't know my songs

I won't speak on none that shit, but you know you did me wrong

Pain come with the game, and my money keep on growing

Lifestyle is always green, but I've been feeling red

Social battery on E, but I still keep them fed

Still bump Gunna on repeat, fuck what he told the feds

Word to Lotto, she must be diseased, still ain't take her meds

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Why they keep fucking with me like I ain't goated

Maybe you was way too open

Tunnel vision push the limit too devoted

This shit written in the sand, **** I'm chosen

They put the mic in my hand, I'm ready to spaz in front of me, that's even better

Really, I feel like I'm floating away and I know these lil' **** is bitter

Can't even blame em, it's part of the plan, like, why would you fuck with a winner

Knew you would change up, I spot a difference in the picture

Really be sweeter, than a swisher

Bruised yo ego, ain't no blister

Yeah, she fine, but I won't kiss her

Lil' bitch, I don't want your mister

Nike' stole the show again

Yeah, that's right, bitch, it's a stick up

Run it up fast as I can, so my kin is living different

Princess of the peace, I know they proud of me as always

Keep tranquility so I don't go back to my dog days

Show it in your skin, you say it's love, that's what they all say

Know I'm coming up, but also know I got a long way

Lifestyle is always green, but I've been feeling red

Social battery on E, but I still keep on fed

Still bump Gunna on repeat, fuck what he told the feds

Word to Lotto, she must be diseased, then they take her meds

Why they keep fucking with me like I ain't goated

Maybe you was way too open

Tunnel vision, push the limit too devoted

This shit written in the sands **** I'm chosen

(So where's the maestro in here)

Yeah I'm chosen

Feeling red

In every way you gotta shine Nike', you know what I mean

You got it