Verse:
Pickin' up killin', thinkin' like am i film in?
Like probably ridin' around million kinds of violent misses
So what the fuck i feelin'? []
I fallin' (Woo), I liftin' (Woo)
And there is no (Woo) tiny trippin'
And i get it, mean, type of winnin'
Type of deal and double D on that beat, man ($vcce)
I don't need that fame, I don't need to claim
I don't feel the pain, I don't need to pay
Give a D not for me, deeper than I may
Me VS history, like PD was VS to PE, takin' easy way
Word to Kid, that's AWGE, DVD (Aye)
And AC and DC (Aye) on my T
This MC - fake, be piss in (sing) M-I-C
Sayin' sick play
They gonna wait like EA
Get prepared, do u see flame?
I got a big rank
Then don't need any feat or a big bank, bitch
Like Im bein' that bastard I wanna be
Pardon my madam
Get no damn McLaren or Phantom
I might be probably not silent
I might be ridin' to barrel all problems
Hook: x2
Random pickin' - not my problem
Keep them people's aim in London
Was taught by some goats from Harlem
Fuck that shit u want from me
All my life made up of fun though
Lotta probs 'n shit around though
People trainin' me n other
Im that bastard I wanna be

Verse 2:
Oh, damn (Hol' up)
Oh, damn (Hol' up)
Lotta drippin, drip way
Get them j's and dope wang
Call me dopeman, third name(Woo)
Aye, feelin' bass
I don't need a break
I won't feelin' brake
I go to the rave
Then don't touch my j's
Them outvalue your face
The same bracelet


Hook: x2
Random pickin' - not my problem
Keep them people's aim in London
Was taught by some goats from Harlem
Fuck that shit u want from me
All my life made up of fun though
Lotta probs 'n shit around though
People trainin' me n other
Im that bastard I wanna be