[Intro] [XV talking]:

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Vizzy. Zone. This is the Layover. Shout out to Nipsey, Shawn Chrys. Man, what up? Aye, I'm about to get a crib there very soon too. Haha. Look out for me. Yeah. Look

[Verse]:

Why can't I have it all?

Maybe I just ask for much

I want the world Tony, so I have to Touch

Marry a bad broad, with an ass like plush

Then of course, we get divorced and she take half my stuff

Yep

Cause a dime cost a pretty penny

And I never was the dude to be like, "Gimmie, gimmie"

I'm Kevin Arnold, Seven's Paul, but are there any Winnie's?

That's probably why I'll send a girl home in any inning

Vizzy, Vizzy, odds against him now I'm getting even

This MC is near to a Titan, R.I.P. Steven

Cold flow, conscious thoughts, I call it deep freezing

Dictionary's absent from rapping and kids need meaning

But why kid myself

Like I ain't a kid myself

Playing games, getting cake, no Child's Play, but Chucky Cheesing

And they asking me, "What's the reason?"

Why can't I just stop?

I guess it's hard when you fucking speeding

Latin chick, keep a fast whip to tuck the heat in

So she can bust and flee then

From all these bustas beefing

I'm having lunch meetings in rooms you can't touch a thing in

The same dude they ain't once believe in

Uh, I'm Bruce Wayne

Models hang for a couple evenings

Big Pimping on a boat, soon as I bust I'm breezing

I come beating down your block like a young heathen

More verses then a dude that loves competing

Killin' 'em with the flow

Call it a hearse verse

Deeper than a motorcade, flier than a float parade

The day that I am Oprah paid

I will shave a $100 bill up, put it in a bowl and call that shit potpourri

Niggas don't understand

I think I overstayed

But I ain't leaving here, until they know my name

I am so up there, I can tow a plane

Landing zone gear, shoot a flare and a smoke grenade

The day that they awake

From all the sleeping

I got it made/maid

Hotel housekeeping

A lot to say, so until I speak it

It's not the same, and it's best to not believe it

Yeah, see what I did there?

And it ain't '97

But I swear, that it's gonna be a B.I.G. year

Even with Cole here, Freddie here, Nipsey here

Sean/Shawn here, Wiz here, this is where I fit, jeah

Shout out to all of them, now I put it in fifth gear

Make the cut like a pits ears, uh

When I'm around, I suggest you keep your chick near

I'll bag a Pretty Woman, in my Rich Gear/Gere

Ain't that a bitch? Yeah

Life's what you're calling it

And it's drop dead gorgeous, you should call it Farrah Fawcett

God damn

How could Vizzy be so heartless?

I've been playing Kingdom Hearts for the motherfucking longest

Game's so flawless, but I always look forward

To girls hollering like we're going to Sadie Hawkins

The game is the target, the gun's behind the toilet

The bomb is in my backpack and I'm dropping it in August

X.plosi.V.e