[Verse 1]
Big talk, GOAT talk, player and that coach talk
You in the same spot from last year, nigga that's yo' fault
She asked what time I was born, 'cause she on costar
God played a role in my life, even the broke parts
You know, and I can't pick up on a payday
For people who ain't answer me back when it was mayday
I seen so many young kings end up like Tay-K
Boy I'm from that D, that Glock 9 more triggered than Nae Nae
Shit, I seen niggas who wasn't bitches get bitch smacked
I seen my daddy and my step momma get kidnapped
I'm paranoid, I'm always sittin' up, I can't sit back
Like I'm tryin' to get my six pack from 2006 back
Five Ps: Proper preparation prevents poor performance
Yeah nigga, I live that
Visualizer, made a song I do it then I did that
Where I was and where I wanted to be felt like a mismatch
Look, a hundred K out to the boys and girls
Another hundred to my family church
To sum it up in eleven words
I did more for my city than anyone ever livin', shit
Fuck if you like my verse
You sold your soul, I could never sell mine, nigga
Might hit the pussy but I still ain't hit my prime, nigga
Look, I'm mankind's one-of-a-kind
Even if I get ahead, I work like I'm runnin' behind
And I took some months off from the music
And still doubled my net worth, they asked, "How did you do it?"
Besides being one of the last investors in Uber
Plus my real estate deals, plus ember, plus wheels
If I stop now, all my businesses still movin'
Ten million on the crib so the clique can move in
And I'm in that bitch teachin' 'em about assets
And how to pay the least amount of taxes
And as long as the world is spinnin' on an axis, I need all access
And Xs, buddha and god bless us, nigga
Big talk, GOAT talk, player and that coach talk
You in the same spot from last year, nigga that's yo' fault
She asked what time I was born, 'cause she on costar
God played a role in my life, even the broke parts
You know, and I can't pick up on a payday
For people who ain't answer me back when it was mayday
I seen so many young kings end up like Tay-K
Boy I'm from that D, that Glock 9 more triggered than Nae Nae
Shit, I seen niggas who wasn't bitches get bitch smacked
I seen my daddy and my step momma get kidnapped
I'm paranoid, I'm always sittin' up, I can't sit back
Like I'm tryin' to get my six pack from 2006 back
Five Ps: Proper preparation prevents poor performance
Yeah nigga, I live that
Visualizer, made a song I do it then I did that
Where I was and where I wanted to be felt like a mismatch
Look, a hundred K out to the boys and girls
Another hundred to my family church
To sum it up in eleven words
I did more for my city than anyone ever livin', shit
Fuck if you like my verse
You sold your soul, I could never sell mine, nigga
Might hit the pussy but I still ain't hit my prime, nigga
Look, I'm mankind's one-of-a-kind
Even if I get ahead, I work like I'm runnin' behind
And I took some months off from the music
And still doubled my net worth, they asked, "How did you do it?"
Besides being one of the last investors in Uber
Plus my real estate deals, plus ember, plus wheels
If I stop now, all my businesses still movin'
Ten million on the crib so the clique can move in
And I'm in that bitch teachin' 'em about assets
And how to pay the least amount of taxes
And as long as the world is spinnin' on an axis, I need all access
And Xs, buddha and god bless us, nigga
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