[Intro]

Lordy!

Turn my vocals up

Check this shit out right here though, y'hear me

Yeah

[Verse]

I had good faith that we would do better

You tryna reduce my lyrics, I'm one of them GOATs in this new era

And I'll let my nuts hang, to the point they poke em out the button

My new jeans? Had to get em custom made

I wasn't amazed, we had enough of your fugazzi, this shit strange

Type of niggas that fall under my wing, up shit

Buck at em, it ring your eardrums, [?] in harmony

Huh, they was like Bizzy Bone but the conspiracy theologies, father me uh

Bullets hit through arteries, the doctor'll approach the family like "I'm sorry"

It's like the way we glorify this death shit, but think this life promising

Uh, my life flawless despite the slight problems

Compare me to Mike Tomlin, I coach it was a bright honor

Mm, just pay with your attention but by the way I do like dollars

You fight against the honest, the truth laid out you ain't gotta go find it

I ain't stingy with the knowledge

I was busy being a father when you was tryna get involved with

Tricking off pieces of dogshit when you ain't even got a microphone to record it

Niggas, priorities

Nah it's of no assault man, I can't even call it

It was pocket watch but when I eat it doesn't drop into your toilet

Fuck around the office

There's no need to explain it's not important

The RICO was a pawn-in from Portugal, motherfucker you know it

I can't explain my aura, uh (I can't explain my aura)

Drinking back to back kamikaze shooters til I throw up

Utilize the door, kick your ass out like Run did his boys

They call him Lordy

Finish him

[Outro]

Ayy, man, look, man

Y'all know how this go, I told y'all, man, this made for niggas like me

They know what's up