Yeah man I′m feeling this shit

Eyes on the prizeKilling this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don't take me for a joke

I′m the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you're getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain't fucking with you guys

Eyes on the prize

Killing this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don′t take me for a joke

I′m the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you're getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain′t fucking with you guys Yeah

Letter for all of the bitches

And all of brothers

That always hating

Get off your pedestal

Stay off my dick

Keep my name out your mouth

This is dedicated

To all of the people that

Winding through media

Bugging my style

Because they never made it

Can't watch my mouth

Like I got a disease

Keep it all real

Call that R rated

No Polaroid but I can′t

Be faded

High in this game like

I'm medicated

Over MCs like I′ve levitated

True to my vows

Married the rap game

So there's no chance of us

Separating

I'm a boss to this shit

Like the mafia one bad move

Your room is decorated yeah

Don′t feed into drama

Don′t feed into drama

I do this for father

I do this for mama

I do this for me

I stay counting the commas

Coming up any damn way

That I can can't take a risk

Then how are you a man

I don′t stop boy

I got the nerve

Worth currency like

The federal reserve

Yeah I don't really give a fuck

What they say

I′m a do me till my dying day

Didn't hear me

Rewind press replay

Dare you to try me

Boy I don′t break

But I hope for your damn sake

You ain't fake

Like an Instagram bitch

You'll get made

Like lemonade

Bars more sweet than a payday

Eyes on the prize

Killing this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don′t take me for a joke

I′m the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you're getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain′t fucking with you guys

Eyes on the prize

Killing this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don't take me for a joke

I′m the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you're getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain′t fucking with you guys Yeah

Yeah I ball money status

Boy it's tall no surrender

I won't fall

All these haters I′m appalled

Yeah I ball money status

Boy it′s tall no surrender

I won't fall

All these haters I′m appalled

Yeah

Midwest know I'm sinister

Trying to take bank

Like Dillinger

5s 10s 15s 20′s on my mind

Chained to the green

Like prisoner

MCs salty like vinegar

Y'all act like I′m a visitor

But I've been at this for a decade

Y'all get in my way

I′ll finish you

Just to reiterate

Never slump never fail

Got them bumping their heads

Up in this bitch until

They decapitate

Reason that I keep heading

Up for the top

I always stay scheming

I don′t procrastinate

Articulated and coordinated

With the way I spit words

Fast and harder than a 12 gauge

I'm a product of

The golden age

Like Bruce Willis I′m a bandit

Outlaw in the booth

Shit

Tape a track run it back

Kick back sit and watch

The money transmit

Cigar lit

Authentic no counterfeit

Dissing me you ain't down for it

Humble in general

But on the mic I take lives away

Bombs away

Y′all fucking haters

Are Chick-fil-A

Mad at the Chef

Because I'm gourmet

Like Gordon Ramsay

I stay cooking skill up

Hit them like 123 done

Knock it out

The park like home run

I am a boss

And I reign like Satan

Y′all Little Nickys to the game

My sons

How many fucks I give

Not one

Eyes on the prize

Killing this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don't take me for a joke

I'm the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you′re getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain′t fucking with you guys

Eyes on the prize

Killing this rap shit

You better run and hide

Don't take me for a joke

I′m the new hit

Boy

You better recognize

Cooling with the ties

If you fuck with one of us

Then you're getting a surprise

Never compromise

Heading for the bag

I ain′t fucking with you guys Yeah