[Verse 1]
Talk is cheap, that's my philosophy
Rap God, worshiped by Constantine
f** what I ought to be
Steady rolling strains of potent, f** living properly
Marking out my property, clouded by the soundscapes
Far from being famous, staying focused on the ground made
b**h I think I'm coming up, starting to stake my own place
Move across a country but I stay repping my home state
[Verse 2]
Rest my feet on the throne
Wait till the fame and I make it back home
Ingleside where I ride and the Bay's what I know
Got love for the city, the block I was grown
Live from the hood but I ain't toting chrome
Keeping it based, hit Lil B on my phone
And if you don't like me f** you and your folks
Purp in my bowl and I'm about to go ghost
Riding around in my town, give me that crown, I need it now
Taking some dank to the brow, flexed all in wets and I think I might drown
Riding around in my town, give me that crown, I need it now
Taking some dank to the brow, flexed all in wets and I think I might drown
Wow
[Verse 3]
I'm blunted
Smoking it down until it's nothing
Maybe one day I'll be f**ing with tussin
Till then I'm producing to keep myself funded, f** it
Haphazardly crafting the pieces of masters
You don't go hard, you're flaccid, I'm plastered
You stay half a**ing then ask where your a**ets
b**h I'm the best, and I solely drop cla**ics
Tabs of acid for breakfast
Be that young lord and you better respect it
f** wearing a necklace, I aim where your neck is
b**h show me some reverence, don't question my methods
f** you and your flexin
Came from CA and the Bay's what I'm reppin
Putting in work and I'm earning that pension
Till I'm high in the sky like I vibe with the Jetsons