Look at me, you don’t want the fever

Fresh cut clean, no Caesar

Rather settle down, no skeezers

Never see em going over to the deep end

I’m telling you, beware of the fever

Right for the night, move 3 blocks

AI cross you to Reebok’s

Uptown’s, while you dirty up some Fila’s

tell em, beam me up Scotty

Something in bag will you leave feeling like the party

That’s a lie, I event on that type of trip

Scroll up, bitch, watch me talk my shit

Sweat on my brow, a hundred thousand, what it cost, that’s from the rip

Save a few spots for my fam and dem

Won’t even front, I ain’t feeling it

Guava mimosa, time for the toast

For the way and times we be killin em

Back from the fog, Might pack with my dawgs

Adrenaline rush, that doubles the jog

Im pissing on property, serving you properly

Salty you Simma, like, that’s all you got for me

Always up on it, I peep your persona

The galaxy better, but karma will haunt ya

You battery set up for failure, be honest

Sit and be quiet, young ****, stay humble

That’s how they want us, but they’ll never get it

Go dummy with numbers, ain’t talking no digits

My Wishes been granted, no choice, when I hear it

A tale of times, for truest and Livin’

Leave ya right where you stand put your hands up high

Leave you right where you stand put your hands up high