[Verse 1]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dead of night, silver lining
In my life, everything
Did it twice, grip the mic
What's your vice? Everything

Do or die, that's fight or flight
My chick can buy my wedding ring
Suit and tie, I'm super size
No puppy eyes, no pity please

On my guys, make water wine
That shit divine, they envy me
Look around, no stopping now
I almost got, hmmm, everything

Against the grain, I embrace the journey
Embrace the game, my namesake, and Perty
Paid grave with pain likе mace and gurneys
My claim to fame, need 8 attornеys

Can't save the day but you can take a turn
This ain't candy land, this ain't Bert and Ernie
Ain't business bitch, this blick in person
It's murder, murder, man, murder, murder
Let's compare our car keys, wallets, hoes, and economies
Spend a weekend at Barney's, like sorry bitch, I'm not sorry

Look at the cars, look at the roof
Look at the stars, looking at you
Girl I'm a star, look at the proof
Ain't never had a pot to piss in, true

Now I got rocks atop my tooth
Now I got locked inside the booth
Now you won't talk to me, how rude
The ops in a optimistic mood

Fuck out my ends, getting a tan
Hatching a plan, like I did it again
Not making amends, I feel like a villain
I'm here for the women, not really to chat

I'm outta the Benz, I'm back in the south
The money depends on how it get route
I'm still in my Vans, I'm feeling it out
I'm building it up, she bussin' it down

Like what are you wearing?
What are you saying?
What are you talking?
What are you on?
Buddy a nerd, buddy a geek
Buddy a choch, buddy a dork
Buddy a cop, buddy a narc
Buddy a dweeb, buddy a smurf
Buddy relieved that buddy was smart
Cause buddy be greasy, buddy a 'tard

Look at the shit I do for my kids and my men and my women
I'm doing my dance
Bitches be like damn, you don't do it like how he be doing
Got something to do with his stance, look at his stance
(Do you see how he's kinda standi-)
(It's got a good foundation, you know, it's his center of gravity I think)

Like some of you like it
And some of you love it
But none of you want it like me
Counting the hoes by the dozen
You fuckin' your cousin
I know that you flock with the sheep

Building a fort with my brothers
Goddamnit they stubborn
But fuck it, be something to see

Put on the company card
In the company car
Know that the money ain't never come cheap
It's hard to believe
Putting that ho on cassette
I got hoes adding stress
I got hoes I put on DND
Superimposed on the road
I got hoes on the tour
Couple more I seen on DVD

I got a bitch in Atlanta
A bitch in the bando
A bitch in the band that make beats
She finne see if I like 'em, she play it, I hate it
I gave her right back to the streets

Runnin' this bitch like I'm 'bout it about it
She like I'm how outside but not in the V
A to the B to the C
Boy the reason I'm winning, I bet it on me

A million streams, boy I'm relieved
They call it crazy
What they cannot see
Messages received
Y'all ain't intelligent
You call it pertinent, I call it relevant

Back on my bullshit
No fuckshit, I'm celibate
Take up the room, ain't no spot for the elephant
Effortless excellence, damn I'm legit

Fuck all the A&R sellin' me shit
Fuck all the media, selling image
The public, the motive to sell the kids
The devil amidst us (so ready the clip)

[Outro]
(The money the mistress, the weed in the spliff)
(But imma still roll it and puff it a bit)
(I'm human, shit)