[Verse 1: Nick Rose]
Put my name in stone
Yeah I'm feeling like a legend now
Hands all on me like the Bible
Feelin' like a reverend now
Seven minutes with a bitch
I feel like I'm in Heaven now
Kill this shit like 50
So I'm only drinking Effen now
Dollars in my pocket from this rappin'
I feel special, wow
I done had the ball that they really just be catchin' now
Got the prayer hands
Goin' wild like I'm Ke$ha now
Shot a 3, stacks
Ain't nobody cleaner, fresher now
Spotty-otty dopalicious
Overdose on going vicious
Made a shot and take your Missus
Damn, the boy is so ambitious
Roller coaster, boat is tippin'
Stop your crying, it's only business
Slowin' down your motor functions
20/20, focused vision
Fuckin' with the kid ain't a option
Polo sweats on me
Saw the digits and I copped it
Function going wild
Champagne, yeah I popped it
I been making hits
Ain't a way you could stop this
[Hook: Say Kuro]
All my gang, yeah, we got hits on hits
How you fly but don't got fits on fits?
Get the fuck from 'round me, we not gang
I don't see nobody in my lane
I can't feel my thumbs
Hundreds turn them numb
We gon' run it up
That's on Tyler Farms
I don't see nobody in my lane
Can't catch up if you not in the race
[Verse 3: Nick Rose]
Ripping round town with my homies, so we catch a vibe
Hustle for the guap like I'm Carter back in '99
Lookin' at my woman
Lord Almighty, she is mighty fine
I could blow up any second
I can't even find the time
Pull up the party, yah
Please don't get me started, yah
La de da di da
Colors flying like it's Mardi Gras
Blowing all my capital
Take my team to nationals
Pro Model Adi's, black and white
Esta mi zapatos
Trust me like the Sixers
I pull up like I'm Simmons, yeah
My greatness is beginning
Cut my ribbons with some scissors
Boy, the man is
Boy I send it
You just want it, I go get it
Poppin' off like Lethal Weapon
I'm a star so roll the credits, yeah
This gon' make you feel a way
This gon' make you feel a way
I can't put in words all the feelings that I feel today
Maybe it's the feeling that success is too impending
'Fore I overstay my welcome, let me end it
Young legend
[Hook: Say Kuro]
All my gang, yeah, we got hits on hits
How you fly but don't got fits on fits?
Get the fuck from 'round me, we not gang
I don't see nobody in my lane
I can't feel my thumbs
Hundreds turn them numb
We gon' run it up
That's on Tyler Farms
I don't see nobody in my lane
Can't catch up if you not in the race