Looking in the mirror like

I′m feeling like a million bucks man

Something like that

The bad guy?

Who's a bad guy?

I′m the one calling the shot's

Guess who been running the show

Fuck with me though

Making me turn to the bad guy

Throwing on the gold

And I'm raising ramone

How many plays till we on

How many days till I kick it with sway in the morn

Telling my girl I′m about to be rich

She text me back like whats taking so long

I′m the one calling the shot's

Guess who been running the show

Fuck with me though

Making me turn to the bad guy

Throwing on the gold

And I′m raising ramone

How many plays till we on

How many days till I kick it with sway in the morn

Telling my girl I'm about to be rich

She text me back like whats taking so long

I do not owe you a fucking thing

So hungry, got stomach pains

Try to hit me like i′m Mr Friendly

But I'm not playing those fucking games

Watch my moment like body cameras

Killing shit, check body counts

Walk around like nobody matters

Always grinding like the coffee house

Im working on cracking the code

Dodging the hoes in the road

Anything goes

Three hundred sixty five days in the year

Twenty Four hours I′m open to close

If we be speaking about commas

Then hit me mena I gotchu

I'm ready to ride

Sitting in the whip, bumping ready to die

But you bet yo ass I ain't ready to die

I been at home saving pennies and dimes

Yo shit could of cut with machetes and knifes

Cut!

Fuck all that acting but I made it happen

Got plenty of lines

I got the magic like penny and prime

Get me some hanukkahs, henny I′m fine

Don′t want to come off insideo

But that shit invital

When that show every time

Cuz

I'm the one calling the shot′s

Guess who been running the show

Fuck with me though

Making me turn to the bad guy

Throwing on the gold

And I'm raising ramone

How many plays till we on

How many days till I kick it with sway in the morn

Telling my girl I′m about to be rich

She text me back like whats taking so long

I'm the one calling the shot′s

Guess who been running the show

Fuck with me though

Making me turn to the bad guy

Throwing on the gold

And I'm raising ramone

How many plays till we on

How many days till I kick it with sway in the morn

Telling my girl I'm about to be rich

She text me back like whats taking so long

Wanna talk shit, go figure

Acting all tough ain′t hard on twitter

Cuz, we all know in real life

You a pussy like Chucky Finster

Now, you ain′t gotta waste my time

Come to the crib just to drink my wine

If you wanna shit then you ain't my kind

I break bread with the same one

I′ve been at it with, had it with

With all these bitches who thinking they can finesse me

Fuck that promoter that robbed me and cheeky

Way back in the day man

That shit still upset me

Hope that you needed that dollars

Now I've been busy with meeting and offers

Don′t cut the check till I meet with my lawyers

Came on my dogs like the hoyers

Boys, boys, boys

God dammit we done came up

Coinstar machines couldn't change us

Look at what I did I′m dangerous

And now why they show money give me paper cuts

I got mo flow so dope

All the way up going coast to coast

And I ain't letting anybody kill the high

Imma live the life till I overdose

Cuz

I'm the one calling the shot′s

Guess who been running the show

Fuck with me though

Making me feel like bad guy