My wrist setting on pointe'
Factory set piece this shit hit on the sethey
Uno, dose, tres, cautro, cinco, seis, seite
Had to run it up and do this shit the right way
2.5 carats on my ring this my forte
Lick the spit off my grill when I wake up in the morning
To get my teeth right it cost me a fortune
Business in Fortune 500s
I'm a business man in this land of corporate
Steppin' over dead bodies in this land of corpses
Can't nothing take me back to them days
I'ma 2000 baby I'm sippin 40s
Not gone lie this lowkey my hardest
I can fall off today and still remain the topic
How I'm not that nigga and I ran it up stop it
Painting pictures in my raps ima artist
Coach put me inna game all quarters I'm the starter
It's time to go harder
All these flights getting expensive I been gettin chartered
I took a IQ test I been getting smarter
Just looked at my square footage I been living larger
Big ass mansion no kids living like the Carters
Write my life in these songs ima author
Niggaz act like the top come easy
I'm the same nigga i started
From the bottom
And this exactly why I don't ask nobody for shit
Cause I ain't get this far not havin tunnel vision
I'm lyrical genius you should listen
I had to show niggaz what the business is
Budda Man keeping it P
I gotta New Era fitted cap right on me