[Hook]
How I feel granted? That 36 thousand I heard they were doubting a n***a power
Flip my finger off get em a little sour
And My pinnacle pen at the peak of the top
Identical figures, my n***a just stop
Belittle they image they shrivel and pop
Want a Swivel? My heads turning legs burning
I was running sprinters to get to this spot

[Verse]
Oh no baby
This is not that old lil sweet speakin peace keepin boy from suburbia
I've been employed to destroy ya and murder ya
Murking the servents, service serving a greater purpose
I’ve perfected the verses, I've set up hearses
I've done Fucked up the curses and came out there only alive
If I got a problem my homies gon ride for me
If I had some bills and I needed some bread, I know homies I know would just slide for me
If I was quite ill and I needed some pills, I know homies I know would supply for me
If I had to kill and I need alibi, I know homies I know would just lie for me

Ayo chill my n***a
You really pushing it, for real

[Hook]
How I feel granted? That 36 thousand I heard they were doubting a n***a power
Flip my finger off get em a little sour
And My pinnacle pen at the peak of the top
Identical figures, my n***a just stop
Belittle they image they shrivel and pop
Want a Swivel? My heads turning legs burning
I was running sprinters to get to this spot
How I feel granted? That 36 thousand I heard they were doubting a n***a power
Flip my finger off get em a little sour
And My pinnacle pen at the peak of the top
Identical figures, my n***a just stop
Belittle they image they shrivel and pop
Want a Swivel? My heads turning legs burning
I was running sprinters to get to this spot