[Intro: Ronald Reagan & Big Hit]
Drugs are menacing our society
They're threatening our values and undercutting our institutions
They’re killing our children
I'm on another level
Can't compare me to these marks, nigga
[Chorus: Big Hit]
I’m not a rap star, I'm a drug tzar
I don't shoot for the stars, I look past Mars
A Leviathan, lil homie, I'm past large
Bendin' corners in the foreign, NASCAR
I'm not a rap star, I'm a drug tzar
A man of valor, bang this Damu hard
Been scarred from the yard, super hard
Bounced out the cell to a Times Square billboard
[Verse 1: Big Hit]
I'm a hood intellectual, Pasadena reputable
Yeah, prices fluctuate, but a nigga flexible
Exotic fruits and vegetables, models gettin’ sexual
Smoke you out to smoke you, toast with you then toast you
Take your final sip, you just got chipped over chips
Enjoy your final sip, you just got licked by your bitch
Ahem, ahem, excuse me, I’m tryna get filthy
You're kinda in the way, and I ain’t tryna feel guilty
For steppin' on you niggas on the way to the top
I'm on the Global Express business jet gettin' top
I’m in the cockpit, gettin' my cock bit
Cockin' my shit, takin' selfies with a cocky lil bitch
Drugs are menacing our society
They're threatening our values and undercutting our institutions
They’re killing our children
I'm on another level
Can't compare me to these marks, nigga
[Chorus: Big Hit]
I’m not a rap star, I'm a drug tzar
I don't shoot for the stars, I look past Mars
A Leviathan, lil homie, I'm past large
Bendin' corners in the foreign, NASCAR
I'm not a rap star, I'm a drug tzar
A man of valor, bang this Damu hard
Been scarred from the yard, super hard
Bounced out the cell to a Times Square billboard
[Verse 1: Big Hit]
I'm a hood intellectual, Pasadena reputable
Yeah, prices fluctuate, but a nigga flexible
Exotic fruits and vegetables, models gettin’ sexual
Smoke you out to smoke you, toast with you then toast you
Take your final sip, you just got chipped over chips
Enjoy your final sip, you just got licked by your bitch
Ahem, ahem, excuse me, I’m tryna get filthy
You're kinda in the way, and I ain’t tryna feel guilty
For steppin' on you niggas on the way to the top
I'm on the Global Express business jet gettin' top
I’m in the cockpit, gettin' my cock bit
Cockin' my shit, takin' selfies with a cocky lil bitch
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