yeah, ask myself,
when I'm laying a verse,
flex or no flex?
ask myself,
why you thinking twice, n***a?
get respect.
I been the goat since Protect Ya Neck,
I rocked the boat before Aaliyah's d**h,
you may have a couple hooks but
they slow attacks like the IRS,
you won't find nobody like me,
I go from lo-fi to highkey.
I went from nothing to most likely,
boy, yeah, I plan on making that residual.
I had n***as threaten to go ghost on me,
don't make me take it way more literal,
you know I tell a mean ghost story,
watch yourself before I give a visual.
living well, yeah, I'm living well
when a n***a dope-smoking in the living room,
better than working all the time, overtime,
while getting paid the minimum,
that's the struggles of a young me,
I'm last of a dying breed,
still I like to keep to it fresh
and keep it locked
because I got the keys
and I will never ever ever stop
until I'm spitting writtens with Big & Pac,
when I'm in the grave,
that's RIP the wave,
it'd be a shame when I go away
Haters milly rocking on my tombstone,
they can't wait until they see the day
but I probably won't die until
my grand daughter in the second grade.
(x4)
pump iron, (yeah)
go ahead, Arnold. (go ahead)
flex. (flex)
(flex)
go ahead (flex) (x16)