I'm living the best life I can live right now
I'm better than ninety percent of the rappers that are listening now
I pick all the fucking opponents apart from my crew
I'll fix the beef up real soon
I'm never stressing over pressed folks, you're one of them too
Now listen
When I was a little kid I made a lot of mistakes
And I made up a demon a menace of pressure
A bomb that has never exploded, so I wouldn't test on my fuse
Like it or hate it I might actually make it
I find that I may have a right way say this
I'm all on your pages I'm kind of amazed, um
I gotta stop this fucking speed rap on this boom bap
And I know that I can do that, so right now
Imma prove that
This rap shit is all of my home
This passion is all of my own
I promise imma bring you the bone cold flows on my phone
You putting your money in all of the wrong things in the wrong way
Cause I know that fucking money you pay ain't ever gonna make you famous so
Good luck
I'm living so well and you suck
I'm moving up nice and you just
Wanting a taste of this love
I'm running this so don't be tying your laces
Apologies ain't coming out so get on your way then, yo
Good luck, I'm living so well and you suck
I'm moving up nice and you just
Wanting a taste of this love
I'm running this so don't be tying your laces
I'm running out of options don't be testing my patience, so
Good luck, I'm living so well and you suck
I'm moving up nice and you just
Wanting a taste of this love, yo
Lemme lace up my kicks
Get on the microphone, break a few bricks
Jump in the crowd and I take a few flicks
Get on my grind, and I make a few chips
Look at that girl, now she shaking two tits
Heard my new song, and it make em do splits
You want the beef, it'll take a few clips
Heard my new track and it's making you quit
I'm just that old school, backpack, old dude
Keep this shit a hundred proof
Why you sipping O'Doul's
I got that soulful logic, Pro Tools
Buss a nut, then I bolt
Headcase, no screws
Yo
And if you thinking that you tough as shit
Blind orgy, you don't know who you fuckin with
I'm catching bodies like a coroner van
Baby wait, you got the wrong formula man
Rocked 101 spots, relevant still
They wanna skin me alive, Cruella de Vil
I'm popping everywhere like medical pills
This weed got me higher than the damn medical bill
I'm good
I'm running this so don't be tying your laces
Apologies ain't coming out so get on your way then, yo
Good luck, I'm living so well and you suck
I'm moving up nice and you just
Wanting a taste of this love
I'm running this so don't be tying your laces
I'm running out of options don't be testing my patience, so
Good luck, I'm living so well and you suck
I'm moving up nice and you just
Wanting a taste of this love, yo