Letras
Yo-yo
Guh-guh-guh
Uh, I'm about to wake up, lace up, count blue face up
Never been a waiter so I'm not a fan of waitin' up
Last night, feelin' really low
This time, bouta take the gold
Come second? (come second?)
Naw, naw (naw, naw)
Learn a lesson? (learn a lesson?)
Yeah, yeah (Uh-huh)
Enjoy the present? (Uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Feel depressive? (Uh-uh)
Naw naw (No-no) Aye!
Truly I feel divine, I'm the hero with 90 lives
Going zero to 95, I'm imperial, very nice
I'm a wordsmith, twisting and mangling all my curses
Worse than me, all these rappers they think they worth it!
No!
(Woo!)
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up!
Fire all my pistols if a rapper try to line me up!
Fury in my blood, ain't no givin' up, aye!
Tell these lil niggas to sit down (Stop!)
They know the moon is a big style (Yeah!)
All you are little just like mouse (like mouse!)
Stealin' the style, you need clout (Stop!)
(Yeah!)
Came from the dirt, my mud (my mud)
Lacin' the lavender; my blunt (my blunt)
They know I'm zealous for my stuff (my stuff)
Know that I'm jealous, I need love (Uh-huh, yeah)
A diss song? Don't got no time, I need to get some
With ya, just all the time it make me feel love
Higher than I'm smokin' on a cig (Uh-oh!)
Higher than you passin me the drizz (Yeah-yuh)
Uh, roll it, roll it, roll it, ride
Roll it, roll it, roll it, ride
I should be up in the sky
I should let myself be alive (Woo-oo!)
(Ha! Stop!)