Yeah Looks like we back, nah mean I just felt like I felt like we should do this shit again Fresh from the moon ya digg Boy what a year it's been A year full of pressure, I'm finna put some more fear in em Ya know I ain't fearing em, cause there aint no fear in me Lyrically, I'm stomping on these boys til they hearing me Yeah Frank Sanatra style when I walk up in this bitch it's classy Pour me up, full glass me Shawty don't know what's happening She talking shit, she gassing Speaking of gas i'm probably puffing something I'm not passing I'm pass the point of asking, As King, I do what I wanna See the ring it's flashing Feel like I'm dine and dashing The way I be eating up these pussy boys that claim they rapping Then hop in the whip no crashing Her name is Lauryn, no hill but she still finna gimmie that thing yeah No lacking, she say imma trip so now her bags are packing Word is her new man pissed about it, okay now i'm laughing Come to his block put on a show no casting just a lot of clapping Uh Bout time I switch the flow It's getting more clear to me that we living by different codes The ones that these niggas is living by, I can't get with those I'd rather get the dough, y'all rather sit with hoes Wasting ya talent and waste ya money on different clothes You looking dummy and plus ya taste level really low Bitch I was born like this Wake up every morn like this Dior or the Louis man see you ain't never been torn like this Decisions you have to make when you first rate Shouldn't be here in the first place, I'm in first place I'm turning animal on you, swear this your worst case Finna bring it to you in the worst way Ten times more harder today than I was on my first day Shawty say she gettin to that bag, but I know that purse fake I'm so confused, niggas will move as though as they got nothing to lose A lot of wins on my end, but I cannot shorten the fuse Light ain't going out it's only getting brighter Flow only getting tighter I'm from the bean no lima And imma get with your girl she sweet like aunt jemima I'm smelling good with no fragrance and fly in my designer I'm with the crew we making a killing You see the hearse behind us We already knew the future was bright But the lights remind us Bitch, it's MAYEDAY 2020 2020 vision