20/20
Yeah boy
It's lonely on top of the throne
I am a king not a pawn
Hop on a jet cross the globe
I guess the road is my home
And there is so many miracles birthed in my dome
And like turbulent air how I'm switchin these flows
If you look at my neck boy I'm lettin' it snow
I'm sturdy as hell you Sylvester Stallone
They showin' me love in my city
Gangsta and hippies, women like Nicki
Know what I'm about, I'm not Lil Dicky
The stereotypes, they do not fit me, I'm bigger than life
Gave everyone jobs, I'm not a god, go hard for the squad
I'm playing my part, but shit I'm Lebron
Rings for the team, I'm Phil Jackson at heart
The homie calling from a cell
A couple of homies be makin' them sales
I just want all of 'em them dudes to do well
Not worried bout takin' a couple of L's
Don't sin for me just win for me
Don't kill for me just live for me
Fuck the bullshit, keep it real for me
We eat together leave the bill for me like-
Hand on my heart
I give it all I got
Walk the walk and talk the talk
Take it higher that's on God
Hand on my heart
Know I give it all I got
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Take it higher, that's on God
Never stoppin' that's on moms
Always winnin', never lost
GPS-ing never lost
GPS-ing never lost
Who do it better than me?
Vision on twenty twenty
VVS Clarity, yeah
Determination laser focus
Banging on they motherfuckin' door, they takin' notice
Determination laser focus
Banging on they motherfuckin' door, they takin' notice
It's lonely on top of the throne
I am a king not a pawn
Hop on a jet cross the globe
I guess the road is my home
And there is so many miracles birthed in my dome
And like turbulent air how I'm switchin these flows
If you look at my neck boy I'm lettin' it snow
I'm sturdy as hell you Sylvester Stallone
They showin' me love in my city
Gangsta and hippies, women like Nicki
Know what I'm about, I'm not Lil Dicky
The stereotypes, they do not fit me, I'm bigger than life
Gave everyone jobs, I'm not a god, go hard for the squad
I'm playing my part, but shit I'm Lebron
Rings for the team, I'm Phil Jackson at heart
The homie calling from a cell
A couple of homies be makin' them sales
I just want all of 'em them dudes to do well
Not worried bout takin' a couple of L's
Don't sin for me just win for me
Don't kill for me just live for me
Fuck the bullshit, keep it real for me
We eat together leave the bill for me like-
Hand on my heart
I give it all I got
Walk the walk and talk the talk
Take it higher that's on God
Hand on my heart
Know I give it all I got
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Take it higher, that's on God
Never stoppin' that's on moms
Always winnin', never lost
GPS-ing never lost
GPS-ing never lost
Who do it better than me?
Vision on twenty twenty
VVS Clarity, yeah
Determination laser focus
Banging on they motherfuckin' door, they takin' notice
Determination laser focus
Banging on they motherfuckin' door, they takin' notice
Credits
Writer(s): Rashad Muhammad, Ryan Alex Martinez, Jay Park, Hit Boy
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