[Chorus]
Self made since twelfth grade, this my calling
Every jewel I drop is money out the sky falling
El is that nigga, some of y'all forgotten what I'm jotting
My pen bleed while yours be blood clotting
[Verse 1]
Do I give 'em pay or give 'em mercy? Decisions, decisions
They say my bars set 'em free in all the prison divisions
These weaklings, known as foes, are likely not on the hills of this
Stand up nigga, always thinking on his toes
Self made since twelfth grade, that's my calling
Every jewel I drop is money out the sky falling
Like it's raining on a stripper I was eyeballing
Face is in my lap, fingers up my thigh crawling
El is that nigga, some of y'all forgotten what I'm jotting
My pen bleed while yours be blood clotting
Word, he finna spaz
Me get ate? Not on my watch
It could be half past 7, then thirty minutes pass
Science and dollar signs are underneath my D fitted
Saw a light at the end of the tunnel, I lit my tree with it
That's just how I'm blazing, nothing short of amazing
Had a brush with death and all it did was make my waves spin
Numero uno, owning watches made by Hublot
Every time I step it up, y'all put the stoop down to a new low
Either do more planning or shoot yourself in the foot with the four cannon
And hit the floor landing where you're standing
Self made since twelfth grade, this my calling
Every jewel I drop is money out the sky falling
El is that nigga, some of y'all forgotten what I'm jotting
My pen bleed while yours be blood clotting
[Verse 1]
Do I give 'em pay or give 'em mercy? Decisions, decisions
They say my bars set 'em free in all the prison divisions
These weaklings, known as foes, are likely not on the hills of this
Stand up nigga, always thinking on his toes
Self made since twelfth grade, that's my calling
Every jewel I drop is money out the sky falling
Like it's raining on a stripper I was eyeballing
Face is in my lap, fingers up my thigh crawling
El is that nigga, some of y'all forgotten what I'm jotting
My pen bleed while yours be blood clotting
Word, he finna spaz
Me get ate? Not on my watch
It could be half past 7, then thirty minutes pass
Science and dollar signs are underneath my D fitted
Saw a light at the end of the tunnel, I lit my tree with it
That's just how I'm blazing, nothing short of amazing
Had a brush with death and all it did was make my waves spin
Numero uno, owning watches made by Hublot
Every time I step it up, y'all put the stoop down to a new low
Either do more planning or shoot yourself in the foot with the four cannon
And hit the floor landing where you're standing
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