Adopted Sun

Truly slick, too legit
Did my jig, never quit
Effortless, never miss
Top boy, Mt. Everest
Never rest
What time is it
Check my wrist
Double check your list
Chin checking chumps
Did that for fun
Then I doubled up
Did that for funds
Is you stupid?
Guess I'm dumb
Hood rich, made if out the slums
Made it out the mud
Made it out the glove
White buffs, dodging dust
Coney sauce, how I'm dripping
Ain't no hills in the D?
I'm in Auburn Hills acting different
Motor City like the Pistons
Hit my blade then I'm dipping
I'm a doughboy with a vision
Had to cashout, chasing billions
Now I'm checked in, flick flexing
Not to mention, big stepping
Better talk nice when addressing
All that vexing, perplexing
And them Jimmy Choos not impressing
Well I get to work on my duppy
Still stuck in my duffy
Can't live a life that not lovely
I let God handle what's above me
Might get handled tryna touch me
Pretty Boy Floyd if it's ugly
Just trust me, get 'em off me
Get 'em off me, get 'em off me

Made it out the D, don't need to read
Where we chase checks, but can't sign a lease
And that Hellcat, let 'em off the leash
I'm a dog, a beast
My opps the least
Keep 'em off the streets
Tuck 'em in them sheets
While I'm in the hills, catching breeze
Let 'em breathe, at ease... at ease

And I swear on my icewear
That I can't veer, gotta steer clear
Being sincere, I'm sensei
Been sensed hate, but I showed love
Been showed up, just to show out
Been stand up, so I stand out
Hit my shmoney dance, let them bands out

Well I get to work on my duppy
Still stuck in my duffy
That's lovely, my opps love me
They're all besties, tryna test me
Couldn't vex me, couldn't text me
But who's next up? Not the next me
Been stressed out, now I'm stress-free

Being honest, I did it for y'all
Tried to inspire 'em all
Triple double while dishing
Guess the bottom ain't distant
From the streets to The Street
Ducked the beef for the beat
Just kept dishing out heat

Listen capeesh
You do the least
I run the court, can't be in these streets
Heaviest crown, that's why I can't preach
Head honcho, I'm chief
Gave 'em some class, still cannot teach
Been Ted Talking with the ease
Moonwalking with the steez
Went MJ on the beat
That's a Space Jam
Still the OG, been Spaceman
Made it all the way from the basement
Now the top floor looks adjacent
Impatient
Paper chasing
Never pacing
No vacations
Married to the game, guess I'm taken
As-salamu alaykum
Still smoking goofies like bacon
While stacking up allocations
Got 'em signed off on these statements
Synced up with these placements
Covered all of my bases
Same vision, no LASIK
Dodging Jake's and these cases
It's basic, just face it

I really came up with my duppy
Still stuck in my duffy
It's lovely, can't touch me
I let God handle what's above me