I feel like I'm Floki from a century that's starting with an eight

All these rappers got it twisted, I ain't starting with an eightth, just a eight-bar

I hate to Queue, that's why I'm late

Appreciate the present came and I done came far

You still the same, wanting my change

I got the gods, I got the fates

That weigh a lot more

Than whatever's on your plate

I'm in the friendliest environment

Literally I litter less

Milli put me to the test

Saving more, you know the rest

Labour under great duress, still I got a little check

Bigger one might intercept

This ain't adding up

Don't draw me out a diagram, that's Ven cah we don't intersect

Please hear me out

The math ain't my thing, if you're just subtracting

I must take action

Wait until you see me up in forbes

I'm the type to really open doors

Gift giver, never had a clause

True love something like a lore

Break down when the people roar

Lying cheaters always quick to roar

Quicker on my toes, they got a paw

Come back to the wit I got in store

Wait until you see me up in forbes

I'm the type to really open doors

Gift giver, never had a clause

True love something like a lore

Break down when the people roar

Lying cheaters always quick to roar

Quicker on my toes, they got a paw

Come back to the wit I got in store

Yeah

I got in store yna

In store

Yeah, yeah