[Verse 1]
I'm feeling like the top of the
World rocking Nautica
Poppin' the bottles bottles of the best champ
Left hand
Coppin' the fresh vans
Acknowledge my style
I'm making moves
Paper trails
Sacred j**els
Trying to catch the greyest goose
But for now
Bumpin' sounds that you never even heard of
Beats I murder
Keep a**ertive when it comes to this sh**
I'm in a different league
Producing history
Your girl s** my dick for free
That's how I do
Introduce you to the 16 year-old
Adolescent started from the zero
Rap incessant comin with a bag of presents
Sorry if I started with a bad impression
Let me begin again
Had to make sure that you were listening
Monsoon rain
My tunes playing
You can find me going 90 in the range
Higher than the planes
Diamond rings
Dreaming about the finest things
Black shirt, designer jeans
ALG on the stereo
Puffing on imperial cigarettes
Little stress
Nine dimes with the tightly fitted dress material
No bad scenarios
Just good vibes
Living in the Diamond District
520 area code
Spit bars in sick cars
Flashing cuban cigars
Small frames but my pupils is large
So high that you can see God...Damn
Living every day to try to reach a hundred grand
Running like a wanted man from the police
Understand it like a priest
Cells of my brained diseased to say the least
Attempts to slay the beast
Get cash and pay the lease
Get my tracks played in each state
Working in my pj's
Erase bad memories
Henessy and sipping bubbly
When we light a couple trees
Double D's
Troubled when I find nothing but a broken sign
Even though I know its fine
Cause one day imma shine