Lyrics
Can I tell 'em? Can I tell em what I'm on?
Lay beats, slay beats, then party to em
With some freaks up til the early morn, yeah
This the life I'm pursuin
It's so timeless, so sky high
Something like your highness, when i fly by
I'm feelin so complete
Call me mr. murder his own beats
Sorry homie I just got mad pen game
Now i know your girl and her friend's name
Then out came, my guitar
I strum a little bit take em to the stars
Girls hearts melting like some fondue
Everything i do is just oncue
I promise you i am fresh like a prom suit
But i'd rather be in sweats eatin bomb food
At the crib let me show you how i live
All of this because of my music
Hip hop it is my heaven
I ain't never lettin it go you can tell them
That i got the beat, oh yeah
And it's stickin with me, uh
Right now i'm higher than i ever was
Feelin like i'm taller than i ever stood
Hella buzzed, no doubt baby i'm feelin hella good
Gwen stefani flow, from the bottom slow
I am rising feelin fresh armani code
Get up, get up, get it in
Daily routine that; s the grind you are witnessin
Yeah, i stay mixin up the medicine
Layin down beats, take you higher than mescaline
Girls diggin on me cuz i got the beat
Dudes a little iffy, prolly want my seat
But sorry buddy i am the guy who wins
Number one in the game call me cam newton
Ballin, this is what we doin
From club hits to songs so soothin
Your boy got the whole town movin
Ladies lined up across the map for my choosin
My music, hits the ear it'll infuse it
Ignites quick, like a lighter, no rubbin two sticks
Who's this? P to the J, you didn't know?
Self-produced slappin from Sacramento and I go
I said I do it, with this music
And I ain't never gonna lose it, yeah
Yo
Heaven don't seem so far away