Lyrics
I been tryna hide my hatred
Elevated, livin' on a high vibration, huh
Tellin' me the limelight's dangerous
Come and get a good look at my life savings
Tryna live minimalistic, still doin' better than the critic predicted
Student of the game, shit's bigger than business
And the money all tucked, I can live on the interest
It's a pretty picture, put it on Pinterest
I be inside the people's mouth, I think I'm a dentist
Fleeky peekin' they'll they be repeating the sentence
The sin is what they speaking, you'll be needing repentance
Get it back and I'll be needing my vengeance
I feel I need a mil so I can handle my business
Yes, I've been a mess and I know God is my witness
I'll fatten up my pockets, being quick as the fitness
"Who been the greatest?" Rhetorical question
It's me, motherfucker, absorbing the message
Throw 20 grand at a normal investment
But homie, I still can't afford to be stressin'
Y'all are fucking moving in place
And I've been moving to a crib with a view and a gate
They can talk about me 'til they blue in the fac
But that ain't gonna put no motherfuckin' food on the plate
A fool out the gate and people know soon I would make
A lot of green green, put some icing on the cake
And you can debate who's greater than him it's a mistake
And many men have pretended but then they no longer awake
Put it together like I did it with tape
The big great, big, chubby, but he gettin' in shape
It's been a minute but it's worth the wait
And me and Vin just invented how to win it on your release date
Kaliko reload
Comin' in with the Hilo
Choppers in the building, money comin' in in Kilos
Feeling like a beetle, when I come up it's a regal
Matter fact, Tarantino couldn't make a better sequel, fuck being peaceful
Man, I need to be grinding
'Cause I won't quit 'til I get my piece of the pie
You never gonna see me chilling with my seat in recline relaxing
Action's how I'm reaching my prime
Come on, coming up a couple nickels short of a dime
And he the sickest, if you miss it, get to pressin' rewind
Like a freaky bitch, I get on the grind
And leave 'em leakin' when I speak and speedy, they be behind
Keep on looking, you'll never find
The better me, the pedigree is only in my design
It ain't a tie, that's already implied
The many took the dive, I'm the only one that survived
I don't really manifest, dog I work
Cut a few bums off, feelings got hurt
Y'all should have learned how to recognize worth
Now all of my victories making it worse
Yeah, and I been diggin' ditches, better get that hearse
And your feelings being bitches, better get that purse
Critics kinda sickenin' and get that nurse
Everybody rappin' quicker but I did that first
Fuck the game up like I'm switching settings
Still I got advantage like I'm slick with tennis
I don't need the drive, it's like I live in Venice
So persuasive, I could probably flip the Senate
Plenty money now, you could say I'm breaded
Don't need navigation, this is where I'm headed
If we got the cheese, they ain't gotta lettuce
We ain't saying please, if you jealous tell us
Thank you for watching, hate proves I'm popping
No need to stop your fake news and gossip
Vin, you's a godsent, you choosin' Watson
Venues that I been, sent to been poppin'
Anyone who hate get nullified
Second that we get up in the booth, then we cut a rhyme
Nah, nah, they make a mistake and getting lullabied
I don't really think they want the smoke and get the other high, bye bye
Homie, we deliver the best
The ripple effect takes hold and triple the checks
And if you're fucking with the genius, you're fucking with the best
See the differences between us, is more and more or less (the same)
I don't really care what your man drop
He ain't coming close to the beast, this Sandlot
Yo, we can cook it up, get the pan hot
Fans got more than they planned and they damn shocked
This is the moment you realize that you wasn't cut out to be with the cream of the (crop-crop)
And if you focus, you see you get shut out and butt out 'cause you tryna be what you not
Two of the greatest inside of the building
It feels like it's Ripley, believe it or not
Pick up the pace and you see that we killed 'em
Popped up like a pimple, we came here to chop