[Man of the Year]

I'm dropping ashes on my past again

I light up to bask in it

Look beneath the mask, tryna find a path to happiness

But that comes with an asterisk

Passionate debates tryna figure out where the passion went

When actually I hate the fact

That I seem to have this off switch

Most rappers ain't honest

Authenticity slept on, it's wack

These niggas ain't on shit

When the bomb hit 'em

And the calm come, drumming on rhythm

And the ganja's what I chief

Under bright lights and palm trees

Better call me back and I mean that

Where the weed at, get a reaction

Battery pack in my back when I blast off

My mind's a hack saw

These dudes wack but they act raw

And I rap well, my pants smell

My shit sicker than Bagwell

I feel like I can't fail

And yall under my damn spell

I popped two I can't stand still

Won't stop til I get my brand built

Captain of my life, watch me grab wheel

And chill

Rapping in the canopy

Rambling until my stands filled with fans

I got these plans in my pocket, I'ma build it from the ground

And lay the foundation down and make a sound that'll break the pavement

Won't stop 'til I say when

I'm a amazing now

Yall basic how

Hate me now

Motherfucka

[Trophies]

Undeniable

Young nigga with a mind on cash

And my eyes on your wife ass, bite me

High life and it don't got a price tag

What you gonna do when your hype past hyphy

Pass that, Pisces

Splash back, ash bowl

Yep, yep casual

Pipe dream, light green when the light red

Sunroof open when I'm driving with my pen

I been

On my own for so long

Trainwreck got me to gone

Gotta move on, make a new song

But I'm grown now

No slowing down

Mama more proud than O-Town when it's show time

So live, no foul, I'm a falcon

Fuck rap

When I bleed is my blood black

Malcolm in my DNA

FK my team can't cut Cap

Make it count like a jump jack

Collapse, never come back

I run laps around these bum ass rugrats

When the drum crash spit dumb gas

Tongue spazz

Lungs like guns in the lab

Drugs in the bag in the back of the trunk

Immaculate skunk, funk

Packing a punch

The Captain can crunch

Man these sluts go bananas and nuts

And that's what they want

Nothing can hamper the lust

It's so scandalous

I handle it once and I handle it twice

Asking what happened to us

I'm tryna make Hannah Montana my wife for tonight

Or Alex Russo

Gotta move slow

Gotta play the cards right

Like Yugi, I could make the duo do me

Doobie rolled

Truth be told, super cold flow is gold

Lois Lane is still my hoe

And I ain't even Superman

But what you know?

'07 Tip

Wait until I'm hella rich

I said wait until I'm hella rich

Wait until I'm hella rich

Wait until I'm hella rich

Man I'm so hot she think I'm devilish