If you had 24 hours to splurge, who would you serve?Who would you curve when everybody know you for movin' them birds?But you in the gym, the plug on your head, you owe up them bandsSay he want his bread, by the end of the dayOr he want you dead, refusin' to playBy the rules, as soon as you pay, * ain't gon' kill you anywayKnow I'ma die in a minute when those rappers in tinnySo I'ma slide with this Glico and try to prevent itBig chain in my Splendor, sippin' drink in my gingerStopped in the Jax on 7-5, Davidson and Daquinda* on my pretty young Tinder, smokin' OG Billy KimberThe police on my Fender, no retreat, no surrenderShout out to the Hathaway with wifey vacatin' the windowLeft everything at the crib, set my microwave in the blenderPipe the bricks and then the sofa, made a plate with BelindaKissed the kids, told them I love them, on my way to BeijingWhere we at?Make all the presents every politician's man caveThen I leave the head of conspiracy theorist in a fan bladeI get the trick until every strip of this on the gram payThen I take a sneak peek at Tahiri's only fan pagePull out a gun on all them chumps who don't belong votersWhose racist aunt built this country on Uncle Tom's shouldersPull out and break that weed down, it got that strong odorPut out the blunt on Donald Trump's comb-overThen take control of all medicine, hand it over to the BibleGet rid of the blood on Donald Trump's comb-overGive Rachel Doe's all melanin, Candace Owens vitiligoWe monopoly the bodies, copy the Gaddafi, the GottisKill who got Pac in the lobby, then give Tekashi the shoddyWalkin' on rose petals and gold chains, for Rosetta to ColtraneFrom Coachella to Soul Train, to Wholesaler to ColtaneAs a pole switch, I enter pole positionI got products in my overcoat, I feel at home within itLord forgive us, rendezvous in stolen civicsAnd the world could end tomorrow when nobody knows who did it yetTwistin' up the doge as I go about my businessAnd I never even notice it, I never even notice itMy solar system's shifted, I've been livin' every momentStayin' focused not to end itThis pack of hoes is a poet, so I'm stoned and optimisticLook over my shoulder, there's a plug approach from distanceOnly interest what he's holdin' and if I could smoke a sniff itHomies waitin' on me, only object is to get itAnd we guess how many doses till our body knows the limitVery far from sober, so I'm headed home for dinnerAnd I love her, so I told her, then I'll hold it till it's finishedThe world could end tomorrow when nobody knows who did itThe world could end tomorrow when nobody knows who did itWhat would you do if you had 24 hours?Would you speed past fast?Or would you stop and smell the flowers?Would you call up your friends and talk about the finer days?Would you call up the weed man so you could light the haze?Would you call into your job?Say thank you for your opportunitiesOr say * you and your company for usin' meCall up the girls who be sad about losin' meAsk them if they free today, meet me at the jacuzzi suiteAll of us can hang, we can recollect about me and meWhen the first time that you recognized the G in meIn 24 hours, will they recognize the G's?When he finally done and gone, and they circle his achievementsAnd they say that he's a great one, and they say they couldn't believe itBut meanwhile, they was watchin' this dude strive to achieve itWould you spend your last bit of a gift for your brother?I'd spend my last penny on my motherYo, one time I did acid and drank keroseneThen I hit the powder like a pair of skisShe took a shower in my Slayer teeThen * the gravity out, I taught her polarityAnd there's no way I'm gonna forget herNo more dappin', it felt like charityThe tits in my face act like a parodyBuffalo ain't fair, it took care of meIf I OD'd, let me go, broSolidarityGrew up around Shoshone, crossin' up the old folkWas goin' to the league when you believe that * is no joke5'11", with no ups, like an opiateShe grabbed Dick, the blood rushin' like a SovietPissin' off the mic, yeahI'm on some Toby *, pussy, I just ate oneOn some Kobe *, pussy, I just ate oneI created somethin' to hate itWas the best * I made but I still haven't made itI'm so pale, I wrote the RavenJust so much K, I needed capin'Dark nights with my fits, I throw the cape inAnd smoke battery acid outta a vapin'I wipe the dirty meat cleaver off of my apronYou know that shack that she was吃ionesYou know that she was alone everyday*