Hey, Carl! Good to see you

Hi

It's Wolf

Let's go

It's only eight in the morning, and you've already lost me

Bitch blowin' my phone up, I ain't even have my coffee

Told her call me later cause she was talking too saucy

Blocked her fuckin' number, had to get them demons off me

But back to the premonition, maybe it's intuition

All I know is I'ma blow one day and won't need ammunition

Welcome to the fuckin' nation, I'm sick of **** hatin

All I speak is heat, am I a dragon or the spawn of Satan

X him off the list like Peyton, the next big thing like Caitlyn

I cannot die on these beats, I'm somethin' like a Jason

Speaking to Jason like Statham, you're about to be taken

Let's keep it short so they'll get it like an abbreviation

I might be Wolf but a **** flyer than aviation

You'll never be rid of me, I don't have an expiration

And what I say is final, I ain't talkin' destination

I'm bout to make a ruckus, so I must have no relations

She gave it up to me without saying congratulations

Half man, half amazing, with a hell of an imagination

You only got one shot and you can't fuck it up

You're out of options, so all you can do is run it up

Every word I spit is gold, it's somethin' like the Midas touch

Welcome to the fuckin' nation, so that means in Wolff we trust

So that means in Wolff, we trust

Welcome to the fuckin' nation, so that means in Wolf we trust

Born to be a leader in a world full of dick eaters

I'm at my pinnacle, not even sure if it's my zenith

I tell them boys stand in line and just follow procedure

I'm a student of the game and somehow still a teacher

These **** love talkin' shit from the fuckin' bleachers

Brodie swervin' round the corner looking like a fuckin' tweaker

A **** all bout his coin, I'm somethin' like a meter

I'll keep it all in the family, ain't talkin' cousin Skeeter

I deviated from the plan, ain't talkin' bout septims

But I still know my shit rocks just like David's weapon

It's the Wolf that will take over the world, not talkin' steppin

Nobody makes it out my city, hope I'm the exception

Or maybe the chosen one, got bars for days, I can go for fun

Got the gift of gab and the wit of tongue, call me Big Dawg, you a lil' bum

No lollipop shit, I'm goin' dumb. Brody keeps a drum like barum bum bum

I don't take threats lightly, it's an eye for an eye and shit, you owe me one

No sentiments when it comes to war, they took one of yours, so you gotta take four

Don't even score, walk away with more, that's the life of my city, it's by this galore

Sayin' shit every day, you would think it's a chore, that's why I'm ducked off, enhancing the lore

Somewhere with a juicy bitch, no couture, cause I know that I been here before