[Verse 1:]
Tell the DJ to turn up the volume
All I spit is Valium
Coke, dope, Promethazine, boy, I've got that loud, too
Cartier can bless the mic, I tell 'em I'd be proud to
n***as see me getting money and they ask me how to
Huh, a couple haters talking reckless
But I step over them squares like I'm playing checkers
I'm from the Chi, so you know I stay with steppers
Didn't your mama ever tell you not to play with peppers?
I am, a cayenne
Giant, in my land
Rappers get rhymed on, Iraq, Iran
When I get dressed it's like I fly out, then fly in
That's why your woman's trying to bang co*k, Thailand
A lot of rappers show off, but sk** is what they don't show
Money, cars, clothes, tell me something I don't know
Boy, I kick flows and kick n***as off the boat
But these airhead n***as won't float though, oh no
Cartier Jones, why you trying to be different?
I'm trying to be Mike, they're trying to be Pippen
I kinda be tripping cause the wine that we're sipping
Trying to f** the game up, but the condom be slipping
Costa Rican women on my dick but can't get close to me
I'm married to the game, and girl, I can't commit adultery
It's best you don't propose to me, because I am supposed to be
On top of the game
With lights on top of my name
And diamonds on top of my chain because of the lyrics affecting my brain
And if you don't hop on a plane, then you little n***as is not in my lane
I'm fly, F-L-Y
F.Y.I. I'm effin' fly
Take the beat and wet it up, you'll need a while to let it dry
It's like I've got cheat codes, R2, L2, Tekken 5
Hip-hop's on the respirator, no, I cannot let it die
I'm pumping and I'm pumping, guy
Don't make no a**umptions, my
These rappers consumption, I
Eat 'em up like pumpkin pie
School of hard knocks, yes, I am Alumni
Didn't say Illuminati, no, I do not trust the eye
Hip-hop I'm in love with, so I guess I'm who you're stuck with, guy
Any letter of the alphabet, but you can't f** with I