[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
I said, niggas be takin' life too serious
I swear my music take lives—uh—period
MellowHype, things independent, Freedmind pyramids
Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh
They put a label on me, but I see they’re all clowns
That’s why I talk English and think fast
Feel my words through the ink's last letter
Which'll never turn his back, back catcher
I grab extra magazines I'm in to remind me of the places I’ve been
Returning to visit again, me and my fuckin’ friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I’d rather get to know the fish first
For all the cats behind my time that rhyme, that shit's worth—
Everything in my mental state now I’m secure, mental ways
Dental plates in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I like to floss my talent (Uh-uh-uh-uh) yeah

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
Think I'ma wear the yellow tux at the Grammys
And rock out with my cock out
Like, "Who this kid think he is?"
It’s just something I seen Prince do, it's true
But no matter what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying floating fuck what people say or think?
'Cause end of the day, start of the day, they all said we wouldn’t get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang’s in this bitch
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