[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
They asking how I'm feeling, tell them bitches I'm a god now
Yeah
Tell them bitches I'm a god now
Reveal the titties on the whip and drop the top
Yeah
Uh
Look
[Chorus]
They asking how I'm feeling, tell them bitches I'm a god now
Reveal the titties on the whip and drop the top down
Billionaire fantasy, feelings that I jot down
Nigga was the homie, but he moving like a opp now
[Verse]
The ones you ain't expecting be the first getting cropped out
Silly me, pouring in a cup that's half еmpty, please
No truth in 'em just a bunch of liability
What happеn when a chicken home to roost? Ask Kennedy
Keep a bitch with Marilyn Monroe type tendencies
Fuck me, but she keep it on the low type energy
No pressure, she just came ready to blow, we got chemistry
Head right, I'll be there every night like the rent is free
Versace vision, B.I.G., the sky could never limit me
Hell nah, see crabs in the barrel, leave 'em shellshocked
My form cousin Harold at the light
Is a L worth your life?
'Cause they never hesitate to take the pain off like morphine
My music like a drug, but they tell me leave 'em weak
That's my 7 Day Theory, Makavelli, I'm a G
All eyes on me like I'm Argus Panoptes
Ain't been done like this where I'm from, it's 'bout time that I popped shit
Billboards with my face, got me highly acknowledged
Uh, thank God that I'm handsome, swear my mama the proudest
Bitches throwing T and A when they see I'm TNT
But truthfully, that's nothing new to me, so it ain't boosting me
Only cheese seducing me like crackers on charcuteries
You get it free hustlers that's scared of cheddar, y'all been losing me
Apparently, I'm a Ferris Bueller if y'all schooling me
Comparing all these bench players like they could hoop with me's a cheap skill
Gotta expose when shit ain't right like Meek Mill
It's a marathon up a steep hill
By the eighth mile, I'll be the future like Mekhi Phife'
But the lock's real, you couldn't pick it with the key to life
It's different, G
Had to leave niggas behind, they was moving finicky
When you this far ahead, looking back take too much energy
But I'ma still open doors, resurrecting chivalry
Even for you wellin'-ass niggas, I'ma keep it P
[Interlude]
Yeah, ha-ha-ha
I'ma keep it P
Even for you wellin'-ass niggas, I'ma keep it P
Yeah, yeah, look
Y'all niggas gon' have to open your eyes and see this shit for just what the fuck it really is, nigga
I did all this shit
Matter of time and it happened
Damn, uh
[Chorus]
They asking how I'm feeling, tell them bitches I'm a god now
Reveal the titties on the whip and drop the top down, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, they asking how I'm feeling, tell them bitches I'm a god now
Reveal the titties on the whip and drop the top down, yeah
Billionaire fantasy, feelings that I jot down
Yeah, yeah
They asking how I'm feeling, tell them bitches I'm a god now
Reveal the titties on the whip and drop the top down
Billionaire fantasy, feelings that I jot down
Nigga was the homie, but he moving like an opp now (Baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow)