In my lifetime (feat. Action Bronson)
Check, check, check
Yeah, yeah
Actually, that was pretty dope, man (ayo)
Can't even lie
Ayo, I got game, plenty
Talk shit, reload the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J, sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
Supply the fiends, dollar bills by any means
Average person be committed if they've seen the shit I've seen
It's like my life was written through a murder scenе
Even in my early teens
I saw a guy on the cornеr gettin' high
When a stray bullet from a drive-by blew his brains through his right eye
Some people cautious, but I'm Cassius (yes)
Motherfuck who rhyme the fastest (woo)
I made it through the light despite how dark my past is, what?
Hip-hop baby, party rockin', you know what it is
(Shit hard) dark, haha
You should be concerned (yeah, yeah, motherfucker)
(You know it's me) you should
Smoking back-to-back Dutches
My finger just inches off the button that'll turn your fuckin' body into stuffing
Dressed like I'm doing construction
Off one leg, jump through the fuckin' window of the Hellcat like it's nothing now
At that speed, I could easily be mistaken for Jet Li
Don't interrupt my feng shui
Get left in the fridge where they hang meat
My bitch'll kick you with strange feet
A thousand roses expertly engraved into the handle of the heat
Carved ice and pre-Columbian queens
Jackson Heights, rock Colombia, boo
GUESS jeans, smoke drugs, all mezzanine
Way before a motherfucker ever turned 17
I'll leave you in the Heaven scene
Staring at the roof of the chapel, I showed you mercy
You could've been in soup or a taco
My Porsche colder than a bowl of gazpacho
Commemorate me with a statue
"Fuck the world" written on the tattoo
Man, I be smoking mad shit, that's why I'm silly (stupid)
Motherfucker, you know it's me
Yeah, yeah
Actually, that was pretty dope, man (ayo)
Can't even lie
Ayo, I got game, plenty
Talk shit, reload the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J, sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
Supply the fiends, dollar bills by any means
Average person be committed if they've seen the shit I've seen
It's like my life was written through a murder scenе
Even in my early teens
I saw a guy on the cornеr gettin' high
When a stray bullet from a drive-by blew his brains through his right eye
Some people cautious, but I'm Cassius (yes)
Motherfuck who rhyme the fastest (woo)
I made it through the light despite how dark my past is, what?
Hip-hop baby, party rockin', you know what it is
(Shit hard) dark, haha
You should be concerned (yeah, yeah, motherfucker)
(You know it's me) you should
Smoking back-to-back Dutches
My finger just inches off the button that'll turn your fuckin' body into stuffing
Dressed like I'm doing construction
Off one leg, jump through the fuckin' window of the Hellcat like it's nothing now
At that speed, I could easily be mistaken for Jet Li
Don't interrupt my feng shui
Get left in the fridge where they hang meat
My bitch'll kick you with strange feet
A thousand roses expertly engraved into the handle of the heat
Carved ice and pre-Columbian queens
Jackson Heights, rock Colombia, boo
GUESS jeans, smoke drugs, all mezzanine
Way before a motherfucker ever turned 17
I'll leave you in the Heaven scene
Staring at the roof of the chapel, I showed you mercy
You could've been in soup or a taco
My Porsche colder than a bowl of gazpacho
Commemorate me with a statue
"Fuck the world" written on the tattoo
Man, I be smoking mad shit, that's why I'm silly (stupid)
Motherfucker, you know it's me
Credits
Writer(s): Erian Asllani, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Kourosh Yaghmaei
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