Yeah Ayo, this is how we chill from 2010 Shoutout to my niggas in Hiero I go, I know my flow, is still kinda psycho, sideshow Yo but it's alright though They watch me ignite those mics like I be spittin' pyro like those likewise Light chicks with the light brown like eyes Dark skin, nice thighs, right, And nice, when my sight seen her from behind But, this is how it feels when you stackin' a mil Why hate, I just let the haters debate About how he's great, And how he ain't, and how he can't spit And how he ain't that and ain't this While saying, I wish my shit banged like this Yeah, when i create somethin' like this Then my mind's great High, in my Jimi Hendrix mindstate But here comes the great showman I show you somethin' great as Beethoven Playin' deaf with his earlobes closed And ya'll niggas ain't focused Like a camera lens that ain't showin' the pic As clear as clean water flowin' Yeah, from the bottom of the totem pole, To the top like an overflow, I give ya'll the overdose, overdose Yeah, Ayo, who's the best Heavy like dumbbells on your arms I bury you broads While spittin' barbarian bars Yo, I play my cards right but he don't play Movie script, gang shit, Carlito's way Push cars, broads, see those papes My hoods like the Detroit zoo, And nigga, ya'll see those apes Spit raps that's phenom great I'm like Star Trek, spit a verse, Niggas get the Cleon face I'm beyond great Just put a beat on or Gimme the MP, I beat all breaks Don't like me so what I feed off hate But most likely You starvin', I eat all day Plus, bad broads like Beyonce I skeet on face While ya'll beat off to skeet tapes It don't matter still makin' a killin' Crush the game like King Kong feet on a building Yeah, from the bottom of the totem pole, To the top like an overflow, I give ya'll the overdose, overdose

Live, in my own flesh In my own breath, on my home steps In the Mo' where my home rests And I hope what I hold gets In the car for the doe for a pimp and a pimp's job is to get mo' doe Like the 17 year old's on the steps in the ghetto Where they won't let you get bored and the moral of the story is death And the moral of the story got everybody worried and stressed To the point where my niggas wear vests Up under they white T with a strap Up under the car seat with a Tec So I made this for my niggas that made it onto the next Level, level, level Celebrating in the club with the Moet Bottles to the good life, no more hood life So if you cashed out, mash out let me see you just... (Bounce) To the top of the world we goin' and we goin' in Hoods to the borough, we here, let me see you just (Bounce) In the mornin', in the evenin' Do it for the fam that be in the streets and Let me see you just (Bounce) And the hits ain't change Best artist not on your radio play Still gettin' blazed, gettin' head from a centerfold While Radio here is played on my radio And it's so sad Artist's soft as a pillow, front tough as a Brillo pad I got fans that feel the same way Like 'Ditto Black Gave up, can't depend on rap." But it ain't just us where the pain struck Even old school artist's feel like the game's fucked That's when I clock in as an option when You need a breath of fresh oxygen And whoa I feel it ain't no balance Class of my own so I feel that there ain't no challenge When I see that there ain't no talent in most niggas Not tryin' to boast, just showin' you how most niggas feel Rap deals, stack mills Tell me where the rap game went over the past year Underground fans said "nowhere" Ask record execs they're tryin' to find what's next to blow Oh Got doe from the fans It's just business, yeah I understand Tryin' to find a new dance like the Running Man But when it's all out I'd rather see 'em all (Bounce) To the top of the world we goin' and we goin' in Hoods to the borough, we here, let me see you just (Bounce) In the mornin', in the evenin' Do it for the fam that be in the streets and Let me see you just (Bounce)

Ride the waves Dark days It's Tropic Grey There's much to say It's 8 Beaufort We swim to shore Then order more Head back to yours You show me signs (show me signs) Then pull away (pull away) In broken lines (broken lines) Distant days (distant days) Rule the waves (rule the waves) It's you I crave (you I crave) Summer daze (summer daze) Hot bones Stuck on St. Lucia I promised I'd meet ya But my words wait on water So I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave All I need In ambergris Come be with me We'll flee the scene So roll me up Smoke away Aftersun In Tropic Grey It's green on green (green on green) Some distant day (distant day) Summer line (summer line) Faraway (faraway) Sunset of (sunset of) Calamine (calamine) Some broken words (broken words) Are you mine? Stuck on St. Lucia I promised I'd meet ya But my words wait on water So I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave Stuck on St. Lucia I promised I'd meet ya But my words wait on water So I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave Stuck on St. Lucia I promised I'd meet ya But my words wait on water So I'll always be there waiting at the crest of the wave I'll be waiting at the crest of the crest I'll be waiting, always waiting, oh yeah I'll be waiting at the crest of the crest I'll be waiting