Yeah, I'm

Oh, for sure, that's my feet

Oh, for sure, that's my feet

Part of me and my talent

Say I'm born with that shit, I'm laughin'

See you runnin' that shit, I'm lappin'

Say you killin' that shit, you cappin'

Now you blackin' out, I'm back to business

On track to winnin', I'm happy now

From the passion and to get the magic out

For the leave me wishin' that was moment

It's like it don't finish 'cause my soul livin'

While I'm home with it, road feelin'

So rich and satisfied, I'll convey all my loans in it

No killin', I'm had business, I'm passionin'

Like I'm platinum, need more wallets, I'm cashin'

(Need more wallets, I'm cashin')

Yeah, I'm slowly passin' the torch

I be dead and all my money, you ain't see me, I'm a Porsche

Yeah, I'm slowly passin' the torch

I be dead and all my money, you ain't see me, I'm a Porsche

I'm chillin' in my old skin, I'm big boxin', my own wins

I tick boxes, I'm honed in like you stressed when my home is

I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm

(Okay) I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm

(Wait, yeah)

I don't understand these dumb suckers you with them with

Goin' dumb and dumber, I be pullin' up with a dumb truck

I never owe shit, I'm a lump, summer, let me let loose

No tum-tuckin' in Sin City, I'm a big citizen

On winners, I don't bother from low steps

This no cracks, I stole winners for the winter hobbin'

They protect my dinner, hydrate, I lie

My biddies, I make time for my friends, I make time for myself

Two lives chillin', I'm outside livin', got time

Feelin' like a roller coaster, got a crime scene

When I totter, told 'em you could try, leave, but it seemed too right

High speed when I feedin' two, now you turn on yourself

Sendin' to blindsider for my lifestyle, keep

Pacin' myself, pacin' all week, patience on test

Place it on me, make a big show when they smoke ten

I'm skyscrapin', got lasers on me

Yeah, I'm slowly passin' the torch

I'll be dead and all my money, you ain't see me, I'm a Porsche

Yeah, I'm slowly passin' the torch

I'll be dead and all my money, you ain't see me, I'm a Porsche

I'm chillin' in my own skin, I'm big bossin', my own wins

I take boxes, I'm honed in like you stressed, but my home is

I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm

Yeah, I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm big chillin', I'm

Yeah, I'm big chillin', off top of waist

Slot machine, way I operate, big wins like it's commonplace

Opposite effect to compensate, big chillin', no kind of days

Closed off just to concentrate, calm quick and my fly away

Carterize cones all week, some people might feel tired

I'm gettin' on my sleep, I'm gettin' on my veggies

I don't want what you eat, if you livin' like that, I ain't sharing my beats

Oh, for sure, that's my feet, oh, for sure, that's my feet