[Verse 1: Emɐnuǝl X] n***as front a lot Till you pump a Glock/ b**h I pump the block With confidence Don't act like a bumbaclat/ Whippin my foreign Like Crash bandicoot/ Except if I Crash the coupe I'm selling Xans until all my bands recoup/ Motherf**a better make Sure that Ya mans astute/ Cuz greatness is about what you've Done not bout what you plan to do/ See You n***as got bm's And I just bought a bm/ Every time I hop out that b**h I say carpe diem/ -- Change ya mentality - Watch ya sh** grow/ Said the mind is a weapon Aimed at you better get low/ Might get hoes but truly Rather get chose/ As one of the greatest to do it Since We lost makaveli to d**h row/ My crown made of Thorn roses/ n***as try and sink me Split them waters like Moses/ Never doubt a man despite The lack of threat he poses/ Doses of overconfidence is Like too much coke for noses/ Motherf**er [Chorus: Emɐnuǝl X] Ones in the air for Aaliyah/ Put ya ones in the air For Aaliyah/ (x4) [Verse 2: Emɐnuǝl X] Get it by any means I'm All heart and muscle/ Good comes to those who Wait but That's what's left from those who hustle/ I ain't got friends my n***a -- just a lotta fam/ And a bunch of people who Think they know who I am/ My mama took her Sonograms In the promised land/ I'm the chosen one I got accomplishments All you got is plans/ n***as say more Than they do/ And just cuz it was said Don't Even mean that it's true/ Ughh Visions of pullin up In a phantom/ With a chain that looks like I Held medusas head up for ransom/ Snakes in her hair But even more in illadelph/ That's why I stay clear of you n***as and only f** with myself/ Too focused on my goals right now To find the time to date you/ I'm only tryna be somebody The people relate to/ You'd be surprised of the places That A breakthrough will take you/ Cuz even friends'll silently Wanna be you or hate you/ [Chorus] [Verse 3: Emɐnuǝl X] I be lookin at you n***as Like "whose mans is this?"/ You n***as think like bums I think like a philanthropist/ f**ed your b**h and left You ample pissed/ Had her lookin back at me sayin my name Trust me I'm a romanticist/ Singles these days cost A buck an ear like Tampa bay/ We got the internet you think These kids gon really pay?/ It's all about pimpin ya Merch and ya shows/ I swear pimpin music These Days is like pimpin some hoes/ I'm pimpin my goals Let the art Write this like rheumatoid/ Believe in me so much if You insecure I leave you annoyed/ Be so deep in thought I feel like This generations Sigmund Freud/ Rap entered a new space and I Came just in time to fill the void/ I'm pimpin I'm pimpin fasho/ I'm pimpin I'm pimpin fasho/ And if these n***as won't Let me in the game then Trust imma come thuggin and kick in the door/ X/ [Chorus]