I'ma be fine, handle all my business Have my jewelry freeze time He a mass magician All the real niggas gone — I'm the last livin' Long as money talking, ain't gon' do no bad business
Group of pretty women, fill them in the Phantom They all super pretty — it don't matter who the baddest Do it and be done — don't never do it average Was poor, so I never apologize for living lavish
I been on caffeine, no ecstasy PR didn't wanna let me breathe — they want my feet Brand new Glock 23, all I'm missing is key Gotta mask up, it's snow — don't know how to ski
Can you please leave? I don't want you here Got another one on the way and she probably near If I tell her that I love her, she under my spell If I go to hell right now, then she coming in here
Say you know that's your job 'Cause that's your fucking simp Never beef about a broad — make that fucking clear Got her surfing with the stars, she can't even swim I'm four thirty-eight, four L till I'm in the air
She gon' fuck me ASAP — I'm Rocky as hell Got a blizzard on me, trippin' like the Himalayas Mix and matchin' my designers, drippin' different layers I tried to show you I'm not them — we two different players
I'ma be fine, handle all my business Have my jewelry freeze time He a mass magician All the real niggas gone — I'm the last livin' Long as money talking, ain't gon' do no bad business
Group of pretty women, fill them in the Phantom They all super pretty — it don't matter who the baddest Do it and be done — don't never do it average Was poor, so I never apologize for living lavish
Rockys in my ring hittin' — you'd think that I'm boxing From the start on that couch 'Cause you fuck niggas be floggin' Man, you fuck niggas like hip — The way you fuck niggas not Z I swear to you I'm handicapped if I ain't throwin' Z
Zombie nun' about pretty bitches — zombie lookin' ugly She said, "When you in Orlando You don't even be stuntin' me" Brought me all the way to Miami — Boy, you must not even trust me First for one — whoever trusted you He must be a dummy
Finally let me out that cell, I finally got my groove back I been tryna step on shit — give my fucking shoes back Homeboy, you a whole rat — you's a new rat Loyalty ain't what it used to be — like how we lose that?
Industry like wrestling — Ain't nobody doin' none of those stunts Where I'm from, if you say it's up, then it'll be up We was shooting at the light post, duckin' up the cut Only time you probably see a face is When we sparkin' up the blunt
I'ma be fine, handle all my business Have my jewelry freeze time He a mass magician All the real niggas gone — I'm the last livin' Long as money talking, ain't gon' do no bad business
Group of pretty women, fill them in the Phantom They all super pretty — it don't matter who the baddest Do it and be done — don't never do it average Was poor, so I never apologize for living lavish
Compositor: Javarri Walker / Joseph Steele / Milton F Moreland Jr