Okay

Yeah, okay

Yeah, okay

Right, huh

A.U.R. told me to drop a classic

A D-Wade pass, it's a bucket hat trick

She asked how my ego said it's fantastic

Winning's giving me friction, giving me static

Shit's hard, never semi, it's automatic

Fuck you, get hit by a semi, stand in the traffic

This ain't no parlor trick, isn't magic

This is what happens when you mastered getting your ass kicked

Like I think I learned something

That feeling when you have it after you actually tried to earn something

After you tried to earn that shit, you know what I'm saying

Like it wasn't just given to you

Okay

Like a punk bitch

Uh, okay

Like when you're being a punk, a punk stupid bitch

Ehhh okay

That's not what this is

This is real shit

Uh

That shit funky, them turned onions

Put wait till your words heavy as tungsten

We done passed needs, we thinkin' bout abundance

Tryin' ta get up out the scene, find what you can run with

Punches, I never really need em

I just talk, I'm on top, like I won the fuckin' Coliseum

Indeed, we all Gods, so it's never hard to see em

Say it's a stretch, I'm hardly reachin

Quit ya witch hunt, this is not your season

Only know you're alive once they mock your breathin

Like see how scary aware feels

Morality plus mortality is kind of a rare deal

Yeah, like see how scary aware feels

Morality plus mortality is kind of a rare deal