[Verse]
Virginia boy, get on a rocket in my sleep
I’m finna rock it, got a little audible Walkman in my jeans
I got a locksmith coming through to lock the coffin round the beat
Leave the CD running, ain’t nothing in my wallet for the fiends
I wanna go on a tour, play every coffee shop I see
& ask your mama if she wan’ come millie rock all in the street
With me a young player, I’m born & bred in the ’40
Ask your shorty if she got a man, know y’all shoulda warned me
Or stopped me like all I see is green, I don’t see no stop light
So far I am not signed, everyone say that they want my
Presence on a track, I get it from my dad
VA left us mad, had to prove ‘em what you had
& when I showed ‘em I came running in the spot, with the bars to match
Forfeit all I ever made, ain’t shit that could top all that
Got rich off the words I rap, forever gonna murder that
I curved ‘em bad, learning from the past, uh
They act like I give a damn, don’t worry ‘bout a thing, look
Don’t care about your feelings & that’s never gonna change
Feel like I’m on top the world, I look down at the game
My life a never-ending loop & I ain’t never bought a ring, look
Wanna hit the mall, ball, never check a price tag
Never get involved, nah, or worry what the wife said
Wanna get some all whites for every day on some Dre shit
Lace it, once, no creases, I donate it, face it
18 years & I ain’t jaded, I claim I’m the best & I don’t stress it
I just slay shit, displace it, beat up the beat
I dislocate it, I ain’t saying I just flame shit
But how else would I say it?
Check the track record it seems I attract records
Youngest in my city to chart & I’m that reckless
Wreck whoever stand in the way of my last check or
I check for the fact that I’m on track to make racks central
I finesse every second I’m alive like that’s my passion
I ain’t acting, ain’t no camera next to me, I’m just snapping
For the fact it’s fun to do & I’m just so above average
Ain’t relaxing, just dropping so much shit like I popped laxatives
Rapping next to me might be the worst mistake you make, fool
Playful, but I cut your head off if you play distasteful
I’m grateful just to be here in the fucking first place
But I won’t waste, every chance I take I’m aiming at your face, fool
Add flavor to the beat, I’m dropping knowledge for the free
Look, my philosophy is I’m a fucking beast, wait for the sequel
You sleeping if you ain’t been keeping me on repeat
Ain’t low-key but if you ain’t believe in me then please leave
Before I force the shit, of course I’d give anything just to pour a fifth
Up in the cup of half the game & send ‘em driving towards a cliff
For the sixth time I’m coming for your neck so guard your shit
If you ain’t pay attention, you ending’s getting unfortunate, bitch!

[Outro]
Yeah! You know it’s that 1995 CIRCA2000 shit!
& we just gon’ let that shit ride, right?
‘Cause I already killed it, yeah
It’s that 800DASH, yeah