[Intro] Ay Yo I'm focused man Tell stouts to holler at me man Ay yo It's International F Check it, and I'm back in effect C&S, Forever Bigger dreams this time [Song] My mission: To take over the world and give it a makeover Penetrate pop culture soon as I got older Enough to deal with luckily stuck with the music Stacey Dash, young and clueless Running rampant through the ghetto Should have got a gold medal How we used to hop fences you swear it was the Olypmics Every day in the mutherf**in' trenches We made that weight disappear like Centa Started with 37 Cents, some dimes and some nicks As soon as I climbed out the crib I was playing with my Uncle's 38 Special, a 45 by the age of nine that was his And my mamma tried to save me But couldn't understand I was grooming myself to be a man Or maybe I was crazy Thinking I was so fly that a n***a would never land, ya dig I'm surrounded by animals, dogs and grizzly bears Hawks there's plenty here Catch you in the lobby with a llama and ? Any problem with my posse Somebody gon' disappear I skipped school now I'm on top of my cla** Graduated from a corner to a block and a half Give me a month and some change, you do the math Two keys of some white, Angelina and Brad Yeah it's Fash Probably remember me from bleaking the ave Or on campus, stacking, pitching weed to the staff Keeping the scent of reefer in my Jansport wreaking Hoping that I re-up before the weekend Peep it, I'm like a hundered round drummer, I spit automatic Known to keep sh** cracking like the lips on an addict Let me stutter at you n***as if I sense static My status is, similar to the stitch on my fabric I got it sewn Santiago the scent of my cologne Straight off a vacay leave him alone I decipher, any cipher hit it and get it hyper sh**ting on you n***as cuz somebody delivered diapers You spending every minute on Twitter, you minimizing You ain't interested in the business or enterprising at all You can ball and cry While we ball get fly And money multiplies, you heard Herbs That's my word [Outro]