Shangri-La

Yeah, Shangri-La

La-la-la, la

Yeah (We 'bout to rewrite history in this motherfucka)

Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high (With some monumental shit)

Good morning, it's Mr. Broadus, the moment finally upon us

Daytonas still bending corners, them tires burning them donuts

Dirty numbers for 30 summers

It's what it's meant to be, my appointment with destiny

Trials and tribulations was testing me, shit was treachery

**** swear they high, but look up and see my trajectory

To win is a necessity, you **** know my specialty

In here cooking up the fucking recipe, don't pressure me

S-N-double-O-P, my name is the fucking equity

**** never check for me, unless you got a check for me

Fuck you, pay me, respectfully, especially

Melodies mixed with felonies, **** you know my legacy

Top shelf shit, it's time to start some trouble

Yeah, you motherfucking right, I made a life outta this hustle

Now let it bubble

We back, sit back, relax, and roll it up

Brainstorming and I'm chain smoking and by

The same token, the changes remain a potent supply

No, this ain't no disguise, I'm blowing dope in the sky

Con-air, let it fly

Say hi to my alibi

Ha-ha, just another ghetto lullaby

Now that we have your undivided attention

This disclaimer's designed to warn the sensitive

If you're an easily offended pussy

Don't worry

No one wants to fuck you

Therefore find your exits to your left and to your right

And to the rest of you that love switching positions

Let's do it missionary