Chilling

Yeah, your boy's back at it

I'm mack-tastic

That money passive

They can't hack it

I'm a real go getter

I get dizzy doing circles round niggas

Handling biz while I'm minding mine

Pour me a shot, with a slice of lime

It's funny how them tables turn, now this paper just getting burnt, fake bitches get curved

Full circle, I earned it

I never left, naw this ain't no return bitch

OutKast, so I rap like Andre

Suns out, got paid, it's a good day

You'll get popped tryna reach for my jewelry

Middle finger to the judge and the jury

Too ill, you can't cure me

Awe girl I'll have the thing purring, yeah the game ain't what it seem no more, everybody's just in it for dough, this hip hop from the soul y'all

It's in you my nigga, it ain't on

I saw some folks I ain't seen in a minute, tell em how I been, man I'm just chilling chilling

Lotta bumps on the road on our way up

I broke the mold, hard times couldn't break us

Feel that heat, you gone see a nigga shake up

I gotta eat, they ain't giving out free lunch

Word of the wise, you gotta see through the lines, every time that I rhyme, I keep the people in mind

I'm comfy where I reside

That's inside myself, I'm heavy weight, no belt

I'll make a rapper resign

Look deep, and the truth you'll find

I saw some folks I ain't seen in a minute, asking how I been, man I'm just chilling chilling