[Verse 1]
Fuck a boss I'm just tryna do my own thang
Two watches on but I still happen to go late
Money getting long like I’m spraying it with Rogaine
Miss me with that bull like I got 'em saying "Olay"
Coming from the bottom but I'm spitting at a pro rate
Fits always fresh like they dressing me in Colgate
The best things I say are the things that I dont say
You brought her to the club but I’m taking her to home base
You smoking on that low grade, but my shit from the top shelf
I walk into the room and you cannot ignore the pot smell
Haters eat their words now it's too late to go call help
Cause if you want some beef I'll serve it up just like its Taco Bell
All my people eating but you know this ain't a picnic
My life is a movie and tonight is just a snippet
If you sending shots full of drama then you missing
Cuz I ain't ever phased like, I could never give shits

[Chorus]
I'm the type, to do what I fucking like
Running lights, I'm tryna get whats mine
Fuck the hype, I don't do this for that life
Cause I’m never really phased, yea my veins are full of ice
Cause nothing really phases me, nah nothing phases me
You sending shots, I’m making three's, we in the major leagues
I dont blame them for hating me, this what I’m made to be
They stayin' with that fakery, but nothing really phases me