[Intro]

I got a headache to (about to kill it)

[Verse]

Me need no stylist Matti be the pilot

Go 100 bars with no beats man

And my pockets and my wallets they be obese man

And i never cuff like a crooked police man beastin'

All these chicks that i'm treatin'

Shawty think it's sweet she ain't staying the weekend

Every single beat that i meet i'm feastin'

Probably why these overweighted rappers not eatin'

I'm hot like the top of the stove

Matter fact i'm hot like stop drop and roll

Dollars don't fold

My homies hold fire'till i say so

Making ladies drool

Play the fool if you thing it's April

May i say i stay fly on the basis

Sleeping on me i leave you in the matrix

Dead president faces

Money straighter than braces

Tryna' see a deal like a bunch of women with cases

Whoever is not a fan don't rock with them

Talking hard we wet him up now he Aquaman

'lotta bands in the rubberbands who other than

Matti Bay hotter than the oven in the Motherlands

Vintage Versace clothes they copy

They singing my songs now remember they used to mock me though

These rappers is gettin' that paste and copy flow

And they ends tight so they playin' the Jeremy Shockey role

My long hair spanish chick trippin' told her adios

Now i'm really gettin' it paper chasin' like Romeynose

He say he want it but he ain't bout it though

We eatin' kid turn your beef into sloppy joe

I go to work like were my uniforms

Realest to ever write it you 'bout real as unicorns

Deuces tell my old chick i'm movin' on

Billionaire club camo pants and the newest Jordans

My last girl was bad but my new a foreign

Matti Bay spit that magic to keep you informed

My homies scorin' 'cause we don't see no defense

Alot of phonie friends around me low key hate that i'm eatin'

Alot of my girls keep secrets

Alot of my guys be sneakin'

Claiming that they loyal sneak dissin' hang with who i beef with

Alot of my close friends are changin'

But never me my motto is i leave with who i came with

I'm just shooting for the stars but i'm not so used to aiming

It's funny how the nameless get famous off who they hang with

My homies dangerous and they say my songs be bangin'

My songs be bagin' some like a brand new stainless

And i'm eatin' i'm eatin 'cause i see no opponent

I'm livin' for the money but i'm livin' in the moment

I ball out of control don't need no help or no coaches

Im going for the gold boy i'm tryna' get that trophy

That paper is my focus

My money do arobics

And Matti Baybee dope you should come and get a dosage

When it comes to me you can come the opposite of open

And they say life is a gamble i got a handful of tokens

Homie say he the coldest

Boy you must be jokin'

I ain't even gotta say to much just check my flow

And i stack it to the ceiling but i started a the floor

Matti Baybee got bars i hope you don't drop the soap

Young Ledgend