Now come and look inside my mind, intelligent guy

And you can see it in my eyes, I'm destined to fly

**** want me to fall, I'm wonderin' why

Shit, I just step inside the booth and take off and fly

Base jumpin', all I hear is bass jumpin'

Got my music way loud, I can't hear 'em sayin' nothin'

Got my eyes to the crowd, they just wanna blaze somethin'

For the eight laws of power, should I rip the page from it, like that?

Boy, they know I got it

Five star shit, bitch, I'm servin' everybody

If these people wanna do it, we can do it in the lobby

We can get 'em on the cam, goddamn, kamikaze, oh shit

Boy, I'm in the ocean

And the **** vowels got me floatin'

**** with the shit like the bowels that I'm holdin'

A **** hit the stage and the crowd cause commotion, that's real shit

I'm the type of artist **** gotta deal with

I'm the type of man your goddess wanna be with

Heartthrob with a python, with your baby mama on my arm, that's some shit you gotta deal with

Uh, I'm underrated and I'm slept on

Tell 'em dudes that it's cool, get they rest on

I'm that **** suited up with the vest on and you can tell away that you ain't going if the check wrong

Uh, I got my talent to the max, pay attention to the raps, if I didn't it'll seem wrong

What's again it's that cat, call that **** LayedBak, tell them dudes to run it back, this my theme song

Turn me down just a little bit

Turn me down just a little bit

Turn me down just a little bit

Turn me down just a little -

I'm just tryna catch a wave

I'm just tryna catch a wave

I'm just tryna catch a wave

I'm just tryna catch a wave

Goddamnit, my flow can part the Atlantic ocean

I'm sick with it, many rappers can't visit and my mind is black matter, let it soak in

This the break I need I'm hopin', got my fuckin' fans open, all they wanna see is LayedBak

Fresh white tee, khaki shorts and braid set

And I got the flow and you know I'll never change that

Step inside the booth and produce, rearrange that, ****

Uh, I'm at my optimum ability

A **** gridnin' harder, have you thinkin' that there's three of me

Who was hotter? You can say it, it's just you and me

If it's more than my and you, then I don't know about you and me

Uh, young king from the Queens city

**** swagged out on everything, don't I seem different?

This is what it means when you see gifted, a **** bloodstream too supreme, I'm just realistic

Uh, and I just need a stage

And a couple models, now to catch a couple waves

Gettin' to that money like the duffle bag days back when Titty Tit boy wasn't even 2 Chainz

Uh, and that's real shit

I'm the type of artist that **** gotta deal with

I'm the type of man your goddess wanna be with

And there is no God if you **** cannot feel this song