[Intro]

"You need to start taking care of yourself. Not sitting outside getting high by yourself at one o-fucking-clock in the morning. Got it? That's not normal. It's not! Do you think it's normal?...Honestly. Answer me"

[XL]

Exhale the vapor thinking bout how Imma get the paper

It's either now or later, time is short, I pray I make it

You sit and pray I place myself up in harm's way

Keep an arm's length like gym class and ball games

It's all pain straight pacing round all day

Never show emotions so you know I got the poker face

Put your chips on 'em like a rabbit in a rat race

I'm interstellar when she tellin' me that she needs space

Hoes pay me 'fore they blow me so there's no connection

It's a class act, they need to teach another lesson

Take a hall pass unless you want your soul snatched

Need a preacher just to tell me my mistakes are all blessings

I'm doubled up now, similar to Smith & Wesson

A lethal weapon when we killing every mic we checkin'

Little wrestlers when it comes to talking that shit

My bitch Bruce Wayne swear to God she goin' batshit

[Hook]: (Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five)

"It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder how I keep from going under"

(x4)

[Anonymous]

It never glitters cause the shatter never glistens

Cause it's splatter

Doesn't matter, that's how you dish it on a platter

Hood doctor, hit a nigga's line flat

Let's reread the thoughts I had all the way a year back

High school, I bombed that

Because I decided that I'd wreck more mics than Conrad

I'm bruisin' til I'm out my mind, yo

I pour a 40 out for all the niggas that get dropped by 5-0

Pussy rules the world, but it can get ahold of you

Just because you own it doesn't mean it won't be owning you

So before you takin' Daddy's cash, and Daddy's whip, and Daddy's stash so you can roll a fatty spliff

Just consider what your Daddy thinks of that shit

Before you out there wreaking havoc, causing madness

You like Cinemax after dark, you niggas is all bark

I'm like honor rolls on adderall, I'm on the road to lots of dough

[Hook]: (Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five)

[XL]

More clever when my ass is in the studio

I ain't stupid though, in fact I'll school you on this music hoe

I'm planning funerals for every runner in my lane

Its XL now, graduating to the fame

I excel when i press L's up to my frame

And I can tell when a fake is in the presence of greatness

They don't know they in the great's nest

When they pick me up they'll be like "Damn, what a great catch"

Place bets that success is what I'm gonna see

Unless they got a tech and I ain't talking 'bout computer geeks

Mic is legendary, stitched with a 2-3

And all my homies I know we always keep the 4-5

Cold world where I'm from, frozen in the summer

Surprised that my life hasn't been torn asunder

Can't stargaze in Hell but you won't be pulled under

We will always prevail, because Always XL