State of the Union

No puedo dormir

Yo veo espíritu

(This ghost in my head, ghost in my head)

Heatmakerz

Crack Music

Capo

I think my critics need to hear this

Or anyone who doubts my political awareness

I'm what you call a democratic with an automatic

A rebel and a bezel when I just ordered the Patek

You could build a wall as tall as the sky (to the moon)

We all know the coke still gon' fall from the sky

Papi had a room with a wall full of pies

This is America, baby, where we fall for the lies (impeach the president)

We never had much, but we had us (uh-uh)

And even when the bills didn't add up

We cooked up coke and it was crills that we bagged up

We sold in broad day and police still didn't bag us

I be ready to kill one of you MAGA's (fuckers)

Shit, I'm throwin' shots, man, you still throwin' daggers

And my thoughts on the legalization

And they tryna turn weed into a legal libation

Why won't they legalize Haitians? (sak pasé?)

And throw on the Cubans too

I told my jeweler he could throw on a Cuban too

Or bust down a Rollie, it's frozen at two to two (west side)

I took a private jet and you know where I flew the crew (LA)

Them coconut drinks that come with umbrellas in 'em

In the rain, we buy Rolls' that come with umbrellas in 'em (facts)

The transition, baby, that was the hardest part

Police pulled me over and they still ripped my car apart (don't shoot)

So, I ain't got to kneel just to stand with you (uh-uh)

I was really in the field with them hand pistols (facts)

I was really throwin' bullets like the cap, huh, cap, huh

(Nigga fuck around and get clapped)

I mean, uh

Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my steps

This ghost in my head, ghost in my head

Got the world after me but I can't look back

This ghost in my head, ghost in my head

Life's so short but the money's so long

Drop-tops in the summertime, mink coats when it's cold