Who is you kiddin? Chops with extensions, they got the precision I see the moon in my dreams and it's vivid I feel like I could go at any minute Make a decision I am a god, so I don't got no limits So far above the petty tricks and gimmicks Check my statistics Guess I'm a sitting grinning sinning cynic They be like "Lando, where the fuck you been?" Working to kill this shit until the end Plotting to get this fucking city lit Never been great at making many friends I won't bend or fold again Oh shit, I'm alone again Make 'em sing soprano when I pull up with the Tony, bitch I don't ever wanna fail I don't wanna go to hell Niggas snakes, see the scales Storytellers, spinning tales Anything just to prevail Smoke a stogie, I inhale