[Intro]
(Heroes never die for a price)
(2000 Radio)

[Chorus]
I know we not built the same (Built the same)
I'm wired in, bitch, I feel like I'm really Lain
Beauty:Beast bag, we got different tastes (Different tastes)
Pockets on swole and I swear yours be looking tame
Bored as a bitch, I ain't playing games (Playing games)
Smoking this Za so I swear that I stay insane
He wearing Fendi, that boy a lame (Boy a lame)
2047 on me, I'ma make it rain

[Verse 1]
I'm in New York and I'm speeding through traffic
He talking that shit, but his ho automatic
Just coppеd a G-Shock, I don't fuck with no Patek
His song finna flop, now he acting dramatic
I'm talking my shit, 'cause I ain't problеmatic
I step in a party, these hoes get ecstatic
He jugging my swag, he ain't get the schematic
Got dumped by his ho, now that shit is traumatic
D&G on me, ain't talking no Drain, but I'm still finna speed through the red light
I walk around with a whole lotta racks, if that boy wanna scrap then it's on sight
He was just talking so crazy on gang, they pulled up to his crib, he a deer in the headlights
Oh, that's your shawty, I think that she be choosing, 'cause she hit me up and she want me like all night
I told her, "No, I don't want her," and she was like, "Damn, I ain't know how you felt"
Now I don't fuck with my sons and I hate 'em, I think I should cop me a belt
And he talking to me like we cool or something, he don't know all the shit that I've dealt with
And he talking too crazy, he playing with fire, if he get too close, he get melted
[Bridge]
I tell 'em, "Get off my dick" (Get off my dick)
I tell 'em, "Get off my dick" (Get off my dick)
I tell 'em, "Get off my dick" (Get off my dick)
I'm with my— (Get off my dick)

[Verse 2]
I'm with my gang, we too lit
Helix, you know that we up
And you know that I know I'm the shit
I got good matcha in my cup
I got these clothes they don't about
He wanted smoke so he finding out
And I'm too up, I ain't coming down
Hysteric on me, I don't fuck with these clowns
Feel like Saitama, you play with my shit, got one punch, it might get your ass gone
Got your ho, why they singing my songs?
I'ma say it again, I don't fuck with my clones

[Chorus]
I know we not built the same (Built the same)
I'm wired in, bitch, I feel like I'm really Lain
Beauty:Beast bag, we got different tastes (Different tastes)
Pockets on swole and I swear yours be looking tame
Bored as a bitch, I ain't playing games (Playing games)
Smoking this Za so I swear that I stay insane
He wearing Fendi, that boy a lame (Boy a lame)
2047 on me, I'ma make it rain