Virginia boy, get on a rocket in my sleep
I'm finna rock it, got a little audible Walkman in my jeans
I got a locksmith coming through to lock the coffin round the beat
Leave the CD running, ain't nothing in my wallet for the fiends
I wanna go on a tour, play every coffee shop I see
And ask your mama if she wan' come millie rock all in the street
With me a young player, I'm born & bred in the '40
Ask your shorty if she got a man, know y'all shoulda warned me
Or stopped me like all I see is green, I don't see no stop light
So far I am not signed, everyone say that they want my
Presence on a track, I get it from my dad
VA left us mad, had to prove 'em what you had
And when I showed 'em I came running in the spot, with the bars to match
Forfeit all I ever made, ain't shit that could top all that
Got rich off the words I rap, forever gonna murder that
I curved 'em bad, learning from the past, uh
They act like I give a damn, don't worry 'bout a thing, look
Don't care about your feelings & that's never gonna change
Feel like I'm on top the world, I look down at the game
My life a never-ending loop & I ain't never bought a ring, look
Wanna hit the mall, ball, never check a price tag
Never get involved, nah, or worry what the wife said
Wanna get some all whites for every day on some Dre shit
Lace it, once, no creases, I donate it, face it
18 years & I ain't jaded, I claim I'm the best & I don't stress it
I just slay shit, displace it, beat up the beat
I dislocate it, I ain't saying I just flame shit
But how else would I say it?
Check the track record it seems I attract records
Youngest in my city to chart & I'm that reckless
Wreck whoever stand in the way of my last check or
I check for the fact that I'm on track to make racks central
I finesse every second I'm alive like that's my passion
I ain't acting, ain't no camera next to me, I'm just snapping
For the fact it's fun to do & I'm just so above average
Ain't relaxing, just dropping so much shit like I popped laxatives
Rapping next to me might be the worst mistake you make, fool
Playful, but I cut your head off if you play distasteful
I'm grateful just to be here in the fucking first place
But I won't waste, every chance I take I'm aiming at your face, fool
Add flavor to the beat, I'm dropping knowledge for the free
Look, my philosophy is I'm a fucking beast, wait for the sequel
You sleeping if you ain't been keeping me on repeat
Ain't low-key but if you ain't believe in me then please leave
Before I force the shit, of course I'd give anything just to pour a fifth
Up in the cup of half the game & send 'em driving towards a cliff
For the sixth time I'm coming for your neck so guard your shit
If you ain't pay attention, you ending's getting unfortunate, bitch!
Yeah! You know it's that 1995 CIRCA2000 shit!
And we just gon' let that shit ride, right?
'Cause I already killed it, yeah
It's that 800DASH, yeah