It's feelin like I do no wrong at all
I'm bringing it home on a fucking jog
Dont interfere when I'm on a call
Ride by in tint so they never saw
You on the bench like you Brian shaw
You getting taxed if you wrote me off
I'm bleeding I'm so involved
Love to see my reflection in foreign cars
But This the sweetest you've ever known
Rockin until I turn every stone
You not indy you selling shit you don't own
Won't no label head slow up my metronome
The parts we all have the same parts we fear
Get it jumpin like I'm Zion here
Drop the top I need the sky in here
Niggas never posed to fly in here
But my confirmation say we outta here