[Intro - Trace]
Sometimes I got these ugly thoughts in my mind
I got that angel and devil by my side
Ask me how I'm doing bitch, I'm doing fine
I'm doing fine yea, I'm doing fine
Imma make them all believe before I die yea
I'm the king of all the shit I swear that I am
Say I'm such a fuckin' critic I know I am
I know that, yea yea

[Verse 1 - Mello]
Yea I'm the motherfuckin' greatest yea
I'm the greatest bitch
See my competition don't fit that niche
You can try to take a shot at me I would not flip
I put the jack in my cell and I flip that script like
I'm not doing no favors
See me walk around with all the moola baby
Girl came up to me telling me that I was a savior yea
Yea think I'm a taker
Pull up swervin' get my Reeboks dirty
Had to take a step back so I flip that bird (flip it)
I don't want to announce my vision blurry
RIP to Mack had to rip that jersey, yea
I ain't got no worries I know that Imma make it. I ain't' in no hurry
If you get this money dirty fuck your questions imma take them to my attorney, yea