[Verse 1]

Pop Life President

My office is an oval

I want the whole universe

We starting with global

Maybe you don’t get the point I’m making

Dummy it’s focal

A future mogul

I got plans to do it bigger Hova

If I assault ya, not sorry cause Pop Life my Cosa Nostra

Y’all really ain’t having arms

My circle is full of octopus

Who keep some firecrackers just in case they gotta Pop at ya

We really rockin

You just some gravel rolled out in the road &

There can only be one king, one God, and one chosen

But if I’m all three then it seems that I’ve molded

Into an even better me

Putting energy into the universe

I had to manifest my own destiny

All these wheelchair rappers cannot even step to me

Better roll in peace

And o and roll some trees

Then burn em down like wildfires unto forestry

You greener than a leaf

I get more green than blue and yellow mingling

I can’t stop won’t stop

Had a Puffy moment

GMO rappers really getting into cloning

This authenticity ain’t in ya blood

Nigga you a scrub

Like a brush on the side of a tub

Ya girl a dub

See I pose a threat while you niggas pose for pictures

And ya know I’m getting figures

You just should go & figure

Skate away from greatness cause you basic

I was born a winner & a sinner

But it’s cool

Mood on November

Heart like December

But my flow is like July

We fly to Dubai

Get high as Khalifa

You said I’m a lame

Why’d you lie

Uh

Ya flow deserted

Bars are dry

You just a cactus in my eyes

You can’t breathe in the same space I occupy

I traumatize rappers when I commit lyrical homicide

Flow like pesticide

Who gives a damn about a bugs life

Aye

My girl a quarter

You can keep the dime

Even though she on my line

Like when I go fishing in the summertime

Better recognize

It ain’t no party next door

Those are goons living next to us

You know we at war

With ourselves

Cause it seem like our minds are in a cell

Like our soul they want to sell

They even hunt us for our cells

Can’t you tell?

They ain’t wanna see me make it past the 3rd grade

In high school, graduate

They want me locked up by my birthday

But that’s okay

Because young Zay Doe got it poppin either way

Neither today or Opposite Day, you ain’t seeing me either day

Calling shots

Bullets on speed dial

Money stretching looking like a green mile

Run the town like I’m from here

Meet me at state

Bet it’s going down

No more run around

Who the hottest out

I’m a new flame

While you burning out

Beating up a beat

5 min bout

I just want the money

You can keep the clout

I just want a Grammy

Since I was a child

You can keep the pussy

I just want the mouth

Break it down like metabolism

Hope you see da vision

The reminder will be found

Past relationships imma still think about

But progression

I cannot reconcile

I’m addressing

Everything

That astounds

Me and I’m honestly steering in new directions

I know my past can’t be corrected

My future is present you let me tell it

My purpose intended

I move relentless

On a written, you know I ain’t moving frigid

I am stupendous

You gotta listen

Every bone in my body is out to get it

Hope you witness what imma do to the business

No limit

More than once, imma hit it

Frivolous to a pointless conversation

Unless we talking music or the paper

Reclusion is really deep in my nature

Our minds ain’t parallel, but adjacent

I’m making a statement

A declaration

It’s power in working

I’m dedicated

I do get frustrated

But I got patience

So I’m further avoiding elimination

Got more verses than Bibles to keep me painless

I just write my life is a dissertation

You know Jigga & Face & Kanye the greatest

But don’t sleep on the GOAT

I’m just in the making

Had enough of the faking and heartbreaking

People causing you nothing but head-aching

I ain’t never seeking others validation

Cause it’s fuck you & what you thinking

My niggas ain’t taking no loss

T. Frank is straight out the nawf

Crimsin a boss

Beefing with us gotta cost

Like a salad, you get tossed

On a beat I will assault

I got some more in the vault

Every battle well fought

Catch a body Randy Moss

Fuck the talk

Fuck around and lock ya jaw

Shoutout my daddy

He raised up a king

And because of my Ma I can do anything

Fuck cancer with a sick dick

And the government

They got a cure for it

Yea you 6 deep but you know that I’m deeper

I got bars to shake you out of ya sneakers

You would think depression would have me weaker

But now I’m harder than a Dark Knight feature

I do the race like I’m Usain

I’m bout the wop like I’m Gucci Mane

I’m king of the hill selling propane

And I’m getting money like Phillip Banks

When you sipping on raw do you need clean?

When you say kickstand, do you mean lean?

I’m feen for Mercedes Benz limousines

Gotta switch whips just to turn on streets

The flow is elite on any beat

Nowhere near my peak

But I won’t ever sink

I don’t ever sleep

I just take long blinks

Quick to send a bitch my SoundCloud link

I’m faded, I'm faded

Baby I’m faded

I get to feeling like I am just wasted

Maybe my soul been avoiding temptation

Maybe my heart is in need of vacation

I am just fading

Now I am fading

Sometimes it feels like I fell in a basement

Then I look round to see 3 million people

With only about 1 or 2 faces