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[Intro: Big
I up
Yeah and I my time
take my time, woah
Power moves

[Verse 1: Big
Boy I'm 'bout my business on
I drink on liquor
I had women on
Yeah bunk bed bitches
done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a
But for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball
now I run my city on some town hall shit
They prayin' on my downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye
Champagne just better
They me I never boy, never say never
flow special like an infant's first steps
I got paid to reverse
Then I finally found a girl that stress
So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to death
So I can kick it my granddad, take him for a ride
Show him I made somethin' out and not just tried
Show him the house I the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far I get, I always feel behind
In my mind, but tryin' and not doin'
Cause not is somethin' a nigga not doin'
I said fuck and not doin'
Cause not doin' is a nigga not doin'
I up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So until I got the same B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
I motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go me, you won't stop losin'
the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray dome
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a or loan
Yeah I know that ain't fair
They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor
You your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't long
We on, tryna be better everybody that's better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit everybody
I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on pilot
The city's my Metropolis, feel it, metabolic
And I'm over niggas they're the hottest niggas
Then run to the niggas just to stay hot
I'm one of the hottest because I drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm name
of Fame droppin'
And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're
Cause that the way of an OG
So I GO collect G's, every dollar
Never changed though, I'm the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but got cold feet
Got up in the game won't back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the street
I a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don

[Bridge: Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' minds
Devilish for my alias aliens to respond
Peddlin' sin, thinkin' when you get old you realize
I'm not gonna fold or
(I don't smoke crack, I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you

[Verse 2: Kendrick
Flex to drop a bomb on this shit
So many bombs, the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on mom
While she watchin' the
I'm in a destruction mode if the exists
I'm like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I them both
The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for
Live in the basement, church and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my friends I'm in Vegas
Who the fuck y'all thought it's to be?
If Jackson came back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
Fuck cubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie
the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch
I've seen niggas transform like villain
Mollies'll prolly turn niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white girls for parties
Playin with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you 'em the car key
to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney
You called me a Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't smoke crack I sell it)
I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of
I'm straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me
I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery
James Bonding none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me
And I'm get it even if you're in the way
And if you're in it, run for Pete's sake
I the barbershops spittin' great debates all the time
Bout the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of
New niggas just new niggas, get involved
And I ain't rockin no more designer
White T's and Cortez, this is red Corvettes anonymous
I'm homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with
But this is hip hop and them should know what time it is
And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT,
T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac
I got for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas
Tryna sure your core fans never heard of you niggas
They dont wanna hear not one noun or verb from you niggas
What is competition? I'm raise the bar high
Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna
Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5
With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck land
With the full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the that pops in his head
Is an option of violence, heard the stewardess said
That your parachute is a latex up to a dread