I’m a lost soul wandering the cosmos

Lord knows I don’t take the high road

I mean business — I’ll keep being so vicious

Till I’m sleeping with the fishes like Wanda and Cosmo

Switching my sights like changing a rifle

How many nights did I stay up and write for?

How you expect to be the greatest alive

If you don’t put in the time? Bitch, I can stand on what I wrote

For thinking my flow is docile, you could die slow

At a crossroads with a dozen apostles

Blood get spilled when chugging a bottle

Uplifting your soul — I don’t mean preaching the gospel

Bragging you got poles?

That shit isn’t macho

I’ll pull your card fast like you shopping at Costco's

You wanna see a killing? Pull up to my shows

Crowd getting lifted like I’m giving a ride home

Skin whiter than the product of Pablo

You say you want dope and I’m the man who supply those

I’m ready off the bat like Manny Machado

Hope you feel the same like I’m sending a valentine’s note

This is what I know

I can’t be caught tryna live an image I’m not, so I don’t

That’s not an accurate depiction, like a pic of Picasso

You wouldn’t pop the trunk if you went to a car show

C’mon, bro

It’s so, it’s so simple

Get more dough is the MO

Been dope — ya know it’s old info

I been feeling myself and it shows

It’s so, it’s so simple

Get more dough is the MO

Been dope — ya know it’s old info

I’ma tell ’em what they in for

Yup — I’m striking a chord (accord)

Like punching the side of a car

So call up the fire depart

For another riot I caused

But I don’t like to stir the pot

Or jumble lies on a song (jambalaya)

I’ve just had enough of the “drive” bars

Fuck your tired remarks

Can’t justify ‘cause you’re just a fly on the wall

Where have I gone, man?

I be where? Beware

Fuck it — run at the sign of me, dog

Uh, it was a big mistake to let me out of the zoo

I know how to box — and get out of it too

So how is it I’m counterfeit if I can counter your moves?

It’d be pretty fuckin’ easy to keep count if I lose

Keep my head down, continue to deplete the fountain of youth

This is a mountain you can’t climb, go around, or go through

Where no flower could bloom — shit must’ve clouded your view

So go ahead and rally your troops

I’ll smoke a loud pack, they could howl at the moon

Try rushin’ Roulette but keep a caliber full

I let my actions speak for me — kapow and kaboom

Feel like I’m snatching your shoes

We could kick it any style you choose

I rock hymns, feel nostalgia moods

Or make ’em scatter like the sound of the blues

I’ll pick you — that’s the vowel I choose

How many rounds I gotta do

To spell it out for you like alphabet soup?

That I’m really out for your food — mothafucka

It’s so, it’s so simple

Get more dough is the MO

Been dope — ya know it’s old info

I been feeling myself and it shows

It’s so, it’s so simple

Get more dough is the MO

Been dope — ya know it’s old info

I’ma tell ’em what they in for