I been skipping classes

To model tenable jackets

And that's just the truth man I ain't even bragging

Break a couple old habits

Let em linger on, a couple old distractions

Me and all my enemies done deaded it, buried the hatchet

On third base while you warming the bench

Been out the way man, I started learning French

Shout out my tutor Ivan

Im shining

Label order a album then I'm on it, my bank account super size me

When I was a kid my dad told me that I could move mountains

So why would mess around with these foot hills when I'm a tower

She bought me a bouquet, Imma smoke all smoke all the flowers

Call me Eustis, and useless, she say that imma coward

They hate ****, I had the women swooning in italia

Marios mad Im stealing they princesses like I'm bowser

In the 392, across the water you hear me

I'm taking pink slips against me, not a challenger

How you gone forget about the kid

I feel like Kevin McAllister

She calling me a munch cuz of the way I devoured her

I think that my spidey senses is tingling

Nope, was just the diamond tennis chain that was blinging

Rappers in my city be washed up

Rest of them **** is locked up

You **** nothing like the loogies that I hock up

So many bars that I could start a second bourbon street

Turning up the show, man half crowd ain't even heard of me

Ion even rock with him just dap him up for curtesy

Custom bag burgundy, tenable for emergencies

Been making music so long that I might marry a beat

You told me to stand on business, I went and started an LLC

Maybe if you live a 1000 years then you could get like me

Drunken style master on the beat just like Im prince Naseem

Walk up in the Dorchester dressed like one of my brothers paintings

Put a 10 on the pottery wheel, she throwing vases

I play a demo and **** tell me I'm going places

Making stank faces

I need top payment

Resemble my ancestors draped in all these chains

I gotta gold soul and there's ice in my veins

You got bling on your neck ****, we ain't shining the same

Girl this tagless designer, you ain't finding the name

This writing shit come easy, call me sejong the great

I'm at a Sicilian writers retreat, vineyard estate

Im in Edward the blacks palace trying on different capes

You know the czar gotta dressed to the 9s for his coronation day

It cost me a grip to rent the lawn tennis court for the day

Quickly freshen up before the Mardi Gras masquerade

After that we drunk as hell getting in fights at parades

Take ya girl from The Saint back to the castle

The czar in a day