That's what the problem is with these n***as *Left* (stop it)
N***as is overthinking and under-feeling (true)
Get over yourself n***a (get over yourself), stop getting under your feelings (stop)
Get over yourself (get over yourself)
(laughing) Whoa, yeah, uh

What you call a icon?
Had the vision before they *fit the lenses upon* the eye con
Never flee but the flea market in Target where I put the hush puppies with the Nikes on, whoa
You don't know the name, then do the Googles (do the Googles,woo)
Mr. Chow-Off-Ramen-Noodles (woo)
Often I been cautious but I'm a option* and close coffins
Of the n***as who cross me, been a Nazarene and apostle
Turn water to malt liquor, roll that good* from out of the brothel, whoa
I treat every written like an art show
Each verse VanGogh or Picasso
Broke n***a blew green since snot nose
Never got ass, went to school in my mom's clothes, whoa
On the belt loop said French toast
Left on, read more than a menstrual
From the city where the hoes give dome
If the wheels chrome whether it's a lease or a rental, whoa
Fake gold all in a dental, whoa
Feelin' too big for the tempo
Since then been a F'n icon
That's a Zuckerberg made application, mark my word
I done came up through the saw*
Know this marigold syllable in the dirt that emerge
*Booed* on the sippin' could of moved from the curb
New to the pussy, wasn't used to the curve
Due to the way I choose to maneuver the words
True that I got consumers computing the worth
Whoa, what you call an icon living?
I been down the aisle with em
When Im in the mirror, la-dee-da
But I'm slicker than a fine tooth comb-over you figure
Combs over the way I'm a mogul and a n***a
Bad boy and a priest, sermon and a trigger
Pastor Mason the oracle, hard to define the vision
I put the work in with the faith, they *wallow over way bigger*
MainStage at the award show, whoa
Backstage Big K.R.I.T. with the wardrobe
God given 16 so the Lord knows
Why Snoop Dogg gave approval from the front row, whoa
Sold out Apollo, no front
Name on the marque in the front
Name on the same door James Brown stayed in n***a
I can really stunt if you want n***a whoa
When you pull a muscle, know the flex hurts
Got the nod form Clark Kent to Flex first
Sway gave me the "OK" to murder the rappers acting the part
And I'll prolly start with the heifers, whoa
We ain't fuck if she ain't given head first (oh no)
My status is better than n***as best verse, whoa
I ain't into subs, I'm in to raising the bar
Got the proof, my shots will make your chest burn, whoa
They in the stands but this hundred meter dash
They love to hate the way I run shit
God free Willy God-like
Manifested everything I flow got a nothin'
I been Gucci with the gang before the *lies*
Give a fuck what these lil' n***as bumpin'
Re-evaluate a life
It ain't about the fall but how you follow the fight
Whoa, hey
Through the darkest times supplied light for you
See you eye to eye *become fighter*
They try to collide to *fit the slime inside*
I'm trying to take every stride with you
Lines over the headlines, I gotta rewind for you
Lines over the understanding, I gotta sit down with you
Labels actin' like Zodiacs, they trying to sign with you
If the stars don't align, I'ma be fine
N***as think they live, surprised I got the demise for you
N***as silence cuz the *prouder bravado in the loud for you*
Been the product of *lesser* unless I come back and reside
With the people that'll fill up the tank and ride for you
That's what I call an icon
I been ons even when the mic's off
Made mistakes, alright, I right wrongs
Through verse* and proverbs spilling through my palms
When I'm up still pray to my God
We don't just talk when shit get hard
Keep the heart way close to the Father
Keep the pythons off of my lawn
Amen, n***a, WHOA
I am just an icon living (living)
I-I-Icon living
I am just an icon living
I am just an icon (repeat to fade)
Energy! Hight Energy!