Early like the morninâ??, yawninâ??, wipe the crust from my third eye
To peep the true intentions of buzzards
Flock and chirp like theyâ??re lovers, but pull their talons in public

Scratch you out like the lotto, these ^!$$%s hoes for the ducketâ??s, I swear
Cause money make ^!$$%s change like dollar bills
Seen it once or twice, ^!$$% blocked your life, that %#@! for real

Brutus came through thrice and he murked out Caesar after all them years
Now what makes you think your %#@! donâ??t stink and you wonâ??t get killed
Cause always someone riding, rolling their eyes

At the fact Iâ??m a king and Iâ??m so modest about my robberies from
Other kingdoms, itâ??s such an oddity that being humble could be a sign of weakness
When they know that I know that I body them so

Why waste the cavalry? No need for casualties
When ^!$$%s know that their time is up, like what the $#&@ they rhyminâ?? for?
What these labels signing for? Itâ??s hard to find it comical

Cause this ainâ??t Saturday Night Live, no adlib, no high five, just chess moves
I wreck that %#@!, never peck that %#@!, (*##$, how dare you?
Iâ??m my only competition, thereâ??s no one else to compare to

Unless itâ??s Zeus or Thor
Or a mystical creature that only eat beats and emcees so feed me more
I wonder if all this hard work really gonna pay up

While laying up in the villa with broads thatâ??s dying for me to slay on
Not even tripping on blog sites â??cuz they draw light to them haters
Could let a ^!$$% tell it, them ^!$$%s is jealous comment on my flavors

Favors, %#@! I donâ??t do them hoes lately
Big frontyard, big backyard, have â??em send smoke signals to my neighbors
Got a driveway around my way, you a quarterback throwing papers

I ainâ??t worried â??bout no jack boy, these white folks pullinâ?? cables
Where I stay and I bet they think Iâ??m a dopeboy
Cause I walk that way, and I talk that way to them folk boy

Sit my rims on the curb, Captain Phillips couldnâ??t sail where I float, boy
Was a hustler at birth, I could sell Mr. Clean some soap boy
Been a while since I feel like talking that %#@!

Over-confident, common sense, commonly that we get
Honesty is a commodity, similes ainâ??t my %#@!
I could say itâ??s popping for sure, you probably think Iâ??m frying fish

Maybe I was, ho
Cause dropping a boombox in your bathtub was the only way you could buzz moâ??
And yeah, thatâ??s cutthroat

But itâ??s slice her neck or cut a check
It ainâ??t my %#@! if I ainâ??t wrecked
It must be yâ??alls if it was stepped on

Yo (*##$ a freak, $#&@ed her to sleep
And that was the last time I was slept on
%#@!, I woke up and $#&@ed her again so she ainâ??t sleep long, ^!$$%