A mastermind, I mastered time
I put in work, it′s overtime
I'm bout my nickels and my fucking dimes
Ion′t rap because I mastered rhymes
Pull up on your bitch in my spaceship hella smoking
Yeah we loc'n and you know we stay lit
Man I'm posted and she scoping, so I know she want the dick
Got her open, now she hopin′
That I take her to the crib
But I ain′t no lame and I got game I could've played for the Hurricanes
But I′m in the booth, thinking money finna make it rain
I don't need no fucking chain, all I need is my fucking brain
"S" on my chest, I′m hard as steel
They don′t understand (they don't)
I'm feeling good, I was born the man
Bitches on demand, money in my hand
Nike nigga, I put the check on you
Let my fucking pit on you
Who is he? I get rid of you
You can't deny it, no UFO
Niggas dying, babies crying
Ain′t no lying, keep it real
Smoking blunts, sipping 40s