Just when I spoke to God, he pointed to the prophet I said, niggas pocket watchin', boy, the big man said I got it He said, I've stole the show, he started laughin' To be honest, I already on the ship, bro, so why would I rub it? But please don't take me literally, when it's me and G, we muscle up like skews of creatine I was eatin' Indomie, now I order Vietnamese, look I had to get the bag up, cuz this life is full of hidden fees Now every day's a workin' day, every week's a business week And every day I break my back as digits make me peace To see I still find time to smoke my trees, even like they envy me How could they trust them for me? These thugs ain't on my pedigree Available and readily able to take revenge I don't wanna see another young man come to meet his end But I know sugar culture, and we don't play pretend I just can't have another nigga who be sittin' on the fence, duh I'm Benzo, boppin' on main roads I can never work me a Fort Street Some music, Solly or Kano But I can never take that loss Pounds to pay, but brand new trainers Iced out bracelets, soon can't watch Make goals from the green like moss Now we just laugh at cuss, now we just laugh at cuss Now we just laugh at cuss, woah Now we just laugh at cuss Now we just laugh at cuss, woah Now we just, now we just Now we just laugh at cuss Now we just Make goals from the green like moss, yeah I'm keepin' it fresh, I'm never gon' rot You man are just cryin', get back in your cot I hop out the whip like Jack in the box You man are all fake, I don't need a prop Let's celebrate, I go take a shot I'm on a wave, it's like I'm a yacht You man are the same, and don't think you not An HDK, you know he's on top, I'm playin' Man, you really think you hard and you titanium But can't you see there's something really *** up in your cranium You just want some sort of fame Or something with your name in it But I'ma walk up on your scene We're drippin', I'ma rain on it Yeah, workin' every single day Don't do it for fame, don't do it for payment Tryna make a wave, sail it Murder a beat like my name is Jason Light up another, get fried like bacon Keep my eye on myself, don't worry about pagans Spitfire, but I ain't no Satan You got plastic bars, man, fake it Yeah, you know my *** is better And it's hurtin' well, go sip on detergent Or I'll put you in the dirt, my bro Smokin' on the sound, it got me higher than a hurdle Some brothers carried by the beats, fam, it's all about the wordin' Say you do it for the music, and I find that *** amusing You're just dead like Rizzler Blue, fam, take the clue, you're clueless Me and Jesse on this heat, you wouldn't think we human I've been smokin' so much, wait, man, you would think I'm Isaac Newton Yeah, like I'm, yeah Yeah, think I'm Isaac Newton Wait, wait, yo Yeah, like I'm, yeah Money's up, money's up, last buck