[Intro: Kota the Friend]
Thank you
God bless you
Yeah
Beautiful
I'm 'bout to have some fun with it
Thank you very much
If you enjoyed yourselves tonight, you have been listening to (Statik Selektah)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to have some fun, I'm 'bout to enjoy myself real quick, hold up

[Verse 1: Kota the Friend]
The rap Banksy, I don't care how you paint me
It took a lot of negative energy to create me
Still, I flipped it to a positive quick
They be calling me the snare how I'm following kicks
I'm on a island, the sun is shining
My shorty fire in a bonnet, we kind of toxic
I tell hеr, "Future for the profit", I'm in my pocket
A lot of pеople finna knock it, I be like, "Stop it"
You know this shit is the real deal, coming for you n***as like Kill Bill
Made it out the gutter, doing numbers and still real
She curved me in '07, but you know I'ma still kill
Young brown boys how we came up from Little Bills
If I spend a hundred K, you know that I'm makin' it back
If I say that shit off the Henny, I ain't takin' it back
If I planted seeds, then you know that I'm makin' it grow
If the beat is open, then you know that I'm lacin' the track
[Chorus: Kota the Friend]
Ayy
I could do this shit all day
N***as throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)
I'm-I'ma still win (Yeah) and you haters gon' hate (Yeah, yeah)
Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 2: Kota the Friend]
Dead Poets Society on the replay
My top dropped, people say hi to me on the freeway
I'm with a local shorty out in Philly eatin' cheesesteak
Summer in Berlin while my city in a heatwave
We out in Chile, she got me tickets for my B-day
Had to do a PJ because the flight was delayed
Hit it on the balcony, I don't know how to behave
Young and having fun with the luxury, told her, "Fuck with me"
Lower East Side, the fashion is extra buttery
Keep it innovative, these other people is wannabes
So I think it's hella ironical when they come for me
Henry, you betrayed me, you was always like a son to me
Never sell my n***as down the river for the currency
Got the game shook 'cause I'm buzzin' like a bumblebee
Up and at it, gotta get to the cabbage
Hoppin' on a flight while ignorin' all my baggage
I'm strivin' for the excellence, allergic to the average
I look into the mirror and tell him that he a savage, like
[Chorus: Kota the Friend]
Ayy
I could do this shit all day
N***as throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face, yeah, yeah)
I'm-I'ma still win and you haters gon' hate (Yeah, yeah)
Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 3: Kota the Friend]
I got time, selling rhymes like dimes
On the grind like it's still '09, don't let a mill' go by
I want the food so I'm using every tool
Dropping summer heat June to June
They know I'm comin' for the win 'cause they notice I refuse to lose
Flying past haters even when I choose to cruise
Check the facts, late addition, I be news to you
Gettin' cash while I'm coolin' in the pool with brews
Got my own set of laws so them rules for you
Used to knockin' down doors, let me use the room
Never see me act a fool for views
Only thing I'm really postin' on the 'Gram is my muse and tunes
Uh, I took the Henny straight, coach, let me play
I put him in the game, let him do this shit his way
I'm steady pitchin' out the love while I'm catchin' hate
Gotta put yourself in position so you can catch the break

[Chorus: Kota the Friend]
Ayy
I could do this shit all day
N***as throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)
I'm-I'ma still win and you haters gon' hate
Hey, hey, hey
Ayy
I could do this shit all day
N***as throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)
I'm-I'ma still win and you haters gon' hate (Listening)
Hey, hey, hey
[Outro]
If you have not enjoyed yourselves tonight, you've been not listening