"How did you know? It's what I always wanted"
"Could never have too many of these"
"Will you quit kicking me under the table?"
"I'm trying, will somebody make her shut up about it?"
"Can we settle down please?"

Uh, no
It's not my fault, yo
I am exalted, I got the fucking sauce bro
Hah, nah
It's not my fault, yo
Turn this shit up until I can't hear my thoughts, yo
Hah
I'm done calling bitches hoes
Done calling bitches bitches
I'm done calling [?]
I'm coming out my shell, coming out of my hell
[?]

[?] All I do all day
I count the fibers in my fucking bedspread
I'm different n***a, got a leg ahead
Ten arms, ten fists, ten fists to do you in
Uh
And I don't regret shit
I know I done shit
I know I been wrong bitch
But, heh I still never regret it
Young man, I gotta come in with my own method
Uh, everytime I'm in my community
People around me trying to fly with me
And I hope that they can, hope that they can
Catch up to the man
But I'm so fast, they all behind me
Exalted, I pass by the stop sign
They come pick me up like a cop kind
Come pick me up, I might do time
Nah, nah, nah nah, that's not my crime

One thing to never let go
Yeah
Two things I never knew fo' sho
How to get low
How to make money
Mystery, I know
Yeah

Uh, yeah
Hot to the taste
Just like that Cheeto paste
You n***as can't talk with me I pull up, you disgrace it
No exalted baby, I do not do placements
I do not do anything, I circle round like eight spins
A Benz a round the corner
Eight bands, eight bands
That's all I really wanna smoke up on that Marijuana
Everytime I'm in the Wanda
Everytime I'm in the water cycle
Ah shit
Everytime in that Wanda unit, I'm feeling computed, I feel its whole movement
I feel on my body that I'm way to hot ya
Gotta slow down but, I'll never stop 'til your body breaks
Yo man, I hold it in because I gotta do
I gotta do what it take
To stop the fucking fluid movement
You bitches can't get it, when I win, I dream it's too lucid
So I see right through it
When I see a nightmare I just breathe right through it
Young man I come in like titans didn't do it

You can't put a bat symbol in the air for me
Young man coming in, everything's a symphony
Screaming like this Overpade, Overpade night show
Young man, I'm too afraid, too afraid to die slow
To afraid to, uh

Yeah, it's what I
Uh, it's what I

Uh, my taste palette great
My name say good
I'm still with these faces that I seen from the first, first hood
Still with the places that I thought was bad
Then it turned out, I was really thinking sad
See at first, I didn't like Atlanta, didn't like these crowded streets
I didn't like the dirt, didn't like it on my feet
Said I'm a city kid coming from a [?]
Transportation round the surface
I can't even feel the earth
Oracle, but I'm blind in my truth
Blind in my youth
And I speak 'cause I'm blind in the booth
Truth, truth
Burn it, burn it
Burn it
Metal aura
Flat metal aura
Goddamn
Not a sorta maybe, I'm a-
Not a sorta maybe, I'm a yessir