They tell me don't get high, and i should try to make a living,
I tell them I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing
My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she spill it, Imma kill her,
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillos,
And fuck you, hospital, young money, we the illest,
And I ain't gotta lie when I tell you I'm the illest,
My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and them bitches know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my favorite movie was "The Gremlins"
Ain't got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention,
You looking for divine and the little intervention,
And them birds don't fly, without my permission,
I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons,
See my world is different,
Like Dwayne Wayne,
And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thing,