Yo, I'm talkin' big shit poppin'

With my album get to droppin'

Ain't nobody gonna stop me

You know mommies call me Papi

Middle finger when I'm rockin'

Level up, a little cocky

I'm about to go bananas

Got gorillas in the lobby

Fuck your feelings, fuck your hobbies

You ain't never been around

You was never with me takin' trips up on the Greyhound

I've been tryin' to level up

Since a little youngin' came a long way from gettin' hand-me-downs

From my cousins, went from bikes to pushin' whips

I ain't never sell no brick

But I bet you give me beats I'm guaranteed to hit a lick

Yeah, no matter what I do I know they still gon' talk they shit

I just roll up on 'em quick

Bet they actin' like a bitch (uh)

Ooooo we on another level

Hop up in the whip then I hit the pedal (oooo)

We on another level

Yeah, I bring that bass, whole squad got the treble

What you want though? I bet you wont though

They try to play us but it don't phase us

We on another level (level, level, level)

We on another level (level, level, level)

(Yep, yep, yep, yep)

Trippy, trippy, trippy, my ex-girl you know she miss me

I'm blowin' on that sticky and mixin' it with that licky

Big hundreds and fifties, snow bunnies with titties

Give me all of the loot, yeah, I'm feelin' just like I'm Biggie

Ya lady wanna roll with me 'cause she see me ridin' clean

Pull up with the team, now she pullin' on my jeans

She about to rip the seams, dollar and a dream

I'm just tryin' to get the cream like Wu-Tang in this thing

Okay look, young man comin' out eleven hunnit two forty, yeah that good hope shit

And I keep it real all the time, man you know what it is

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

A little bit of up, a little bit of down

A little bit of white, a little bit of brown

And we good, keep that money on deck

I could careless how you feel

I just do this for the real, yeah the people that are trill

Uh, number one contender, oh man I'm Holyfield

Yeah, up in this world boy it's kill or be killed

5:00 AM in the mornin' man I'm up gettin' guap

Ten toes on the ground man my grind never stop

They be slippin', I ain't trippin' why they worry 'bout me

I'm just livin' how I'm livin' man, you just wait and see (yeah)

Ooooo we on another level

Hop up in the whip then I hit the pedal (oooo)

We on another level

Yeah, I bring that bass, whole squad got the treble

What you want though? I bet you wont though

They try to play us but it don't phase us

We on another level (level, level, level)

We on another level (level, level, level)