[Produced by 9th Wonder]

[Verse 1: Wale]
Don't wonder my hours long and I never tire
Because a nigga grind well exceeding 9 to 5
Who fear a 9 to 5, seein' me again?
I came through with diseased semen on my pen
That's AIDs to the ill
LA to the Chilly
East Coast, still them W's just raised up for real
Felatio fetish, broads know me where I live
Brought dimes to Brazil, fuck the currency ya dig?
Still they wonder how I seem so confident
One can seem pompous
Me and you just need to talk a bit
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
Listen to it a lil' closer, hear the gospel in it
How I maneuver through the studio is hallelujah
You dudes peak too early like Biakabutuka
I share rhyme in the sewer
Pepe Le Pew my music
You ain't the reason why they came like the fries at hooters
I'm beside the future
They can't get rid of it
I'm past, present, every day's December 25th
Jolly ol' Saint Nicholas
Take your pick
Admire my style, flyer than Kid Icarus
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