Intro:

One time

One time

Ay, ay, ay let's go

Verse 1:

Going all in, opportunity's callin

I dictate my own fate, Joseph Stalin

Never stalling I got places to go, and people to see

I'll never suffer defeat, victory is too sweet

Sweetening the beat with these vocals I speak

I double up my chips and cash out it's just too easy

No beginners luck this is talent you dummy

Dumber than Dinner for Shmucks and you trynna be funny?

I'm rolling the dice and I don't take no crap

I can see the bigger picture without a Kodak

I know that, I'm gonna have to make some tough choices

Tougher than trynna read one of Phil Ivey's bluffs

I've had enough of these phonies acting all tough

They huff and puff but can't fuck with the big bad wolf

If you got a house of bricks that shit will get took

Then fuck around and put yo ass in one of my hooks

Verse 2:

Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks

Catch me on the blacktop I'll leave ya shook

Shaking in ya boots like ya laces is loose

Then I pull up for the jumper now you asking for a truce?

The crazy thing is, I'm an even better rapper

I'm working my way up, climbing up the ladder

Approaching the top and I ain't planning to stop

'Til everyone in my way gets dropped

From the Glock and I take ya wrist watch, man I'm pissed off y'all musta forgot

I'm trynna kill the competition, KO's only no split decisions

Lyrically I'm gifted, I'm wrapping like it's Christmas

Do ya get it?

If ya don't then man, I just don't know

You might wanna find yourself a different show

Go Peyton Manning on it, call an audible

And go listen to some dumbed down audio

So adios mi amigo

Dos Santos with the knock out blow

Stop drop and roll, cause I came to set fire and get higher

Burning like rubber on tires

Eyes on the bucks, Terelle Pryor

Maybe hit yo ass with a bat like McGuire

Do whatever I desire, until the day I retire

In retrospect, I'll be living off of retro checks

Cause that's old money

Take take no shit from nobody

Verse 3:

Cause when you at the bottom, nobody gives a damn

These people don't give a shit until you're known as the man

Scheming up a master plan, my destiny's in my own hands

Ray Lewis on the goal line stand

Cause I ain't backing down

People starting to ask around town

Who's the king of the cloud?

Tell these mutha fuckas bow down

Coming at you from every single angle like surround sound

Surrender now

You and your conglomerates is lost in the elaborate labyrinth

My lyrics amaze, I struck gold with this rapping shit no Kaepernick

But I'll decap ya neck

Take ya wallet and cash ya check

Smack ya bitch with my dick

Then be quick to snap a pic

Twit pic that shit, for some prevalent dough

Now that's a spectacle

I'm all set to go

And you're susceptible

To this incredible flow

Message to the fathers

Don't leave me with your daughter

She'll walk home tomorrow

Without a single ounce of honor

In high school I made the honor roll

Don't need designer clothes

To pull a lotta hoes

Just gotta kick some knowledge I'll have her number in my pocket

That's my logic, it's so melodic

Preaching spoken word, Muhammad the prophet

I'm like the new world order, you can't stop it

RyKo