Nothing ever lives forever
People change like the weather
If you ever see me different
Just know I changed for the better
They say birds of a feather
They gone always flock together
Get flyer than propellers
I swear I should've been the coach for the Falcons
Only ex I acknowledge is Malcolm
Execute it believe me, don't doubt em'
Know I'm bad to the bone opp of calcium
Know I'm keeping some real ones around me
Don't a suite up high sound so arousing
Jet styling, profiling
Shot caller got to dial em'
Think I might gone ahead drop me an album
Working late nights, Jimmy Fallon
Took a risk, keep you posted
Might cut you in on the outcome
Way up high we fly over the mountains
Like the top cause the bottom is crowded
Keep an eye on all your surroundings
Keep a tool, you won't catch me without one
In the coupe, I be lounging
First place, gold medallion
Delmonico's for Italian
Collard greens with a stallion
Me and my brother like a Huey and Riley
No not Nick but my niggas be wildin'
And naw I ain't sweating that lil hoe
Nat-nat, Bobby Bowden
Best be letter P, "Bout It, Bout It"
All that cap on that app boy you too tough
All that extra lil shit get you chewed up
Get right, need a tune up
Jazze Pha on the automatic
Yeah my shooter, my shooter is Sho-Nuff
She elated that I showed up
Brooklyn chick I'm gone beat it like Sho'nuff
I swear I should've been the coach for the Falcons
Only ex I acknowledge is Malcolm
Execute it believe me, don't doubt em'
Know I'm bad to the bone opp of calcium
Know I'm keeping some real ones around me
Don't a suite up high sound so arousing
Jet styling, profiling
Shot caller got to dial em'
Think I might gone ahead drop me an album
Working late nights, Jimmy Fallon
Took a risk, keep you posted
Might cut you in on the outcome
Way up high we fly over the mountains
Like the top cause the bottom is crowded
Keep an eye on all your surroundings
Keep a tool, you won't catch me without one
Trying to epitomize the essence
Of living life what a blessing
Embracing struggles, wasn't stressing
Never losses, just lessons
Phone jumping with forget-me-nots
Four-Eyez just like Harry Potter
Pretty face, slim waist, appeal of a healer
Tatted with some dreadlocks
Make her laugh like I'm Redd Foxx
Want to put my head all in her ham hocks
Asking questions like AI
And naw I ain't talking about no damn bots
Muddy Waters be the mi dawg
Run them blues like the little blue hedgehog
Nosy donut eating motherf*cker
Man I swear her ex worse than a damn cop
But she fine as hell
So I smack that ass like it's Chris Rock
Turning two on the day call me short stop
Always keep it smooth, never no damn hops
Fred Flintstone, this red-head turn me on
I just want to make her bed rock
Ain't hit the shoe plug in a minute
But I know he still flipping them deadstocks
Get it right ways like a red stop
You ain't kicking no you not cool
In other words boy you not bool
Yeah I go dumb type drool
Tyla, Tyla, Tyla, Tyla, water, water, water
Water on typhoon
Play after play
Day after day
Shaping up to be a real tycoon
I swear I should've been the coach for the Falcons
Or the GM
Huh, yeah
Nigga we them
Huh, yeah
I don't see them
Huh, yeah
On your bm