Strangers

Yeah, while y'all was sufferin' for future shot Hurtin' and hatin', waitin' for that other shoe to drop I was relocatin' this whole operation to the top For you to copy and paste, in case you forgot I'm super hot and beyond your range It's kinda strange how to change a climate Ain't because of climate change I acquired this affinity for finer things Like big folds, Range and Rolls from gold chains And dangers when niggas get high, then die fame-less Slugs spark louder than chain, we fly aimless I was too wise to the game, and try candy from strangers And speak anything with my language Oud from the Indian trees is my fragrance Fool I consider these thieves, that's not gangsters So many f*ck boys actin' like they tough guys I'ma call your bluff guys, let me see you walk right Bark, bark, bark Tough guy, ah? You can tell me, you can tell me what I keep the .45 close, get your Lo-Fi smoke Like the Wi-Fi broke, get your wise-guy jokes Got mob ties bro, financial status and them old tie Get ya familiar smoke, on both sides though Oh my, now reachin' in to your pockets, pay homage Pay me hunnids, or pay me no mind, bro And my screen don't work, got an iPhone 4 Like the Wi-Fi broke, it's still a smartphone though Okay, like qué pasó, maricón cabrón 'Kay tough guy, don't take me for no fungi See you with my third eye, peepin' just with one eye closed One time when I was duckin' from the one time This one time weapon on my left side, I'm gun shy Swimmin' in my new Benz, doors open up like two fins New whips on Dr. Seuss', one fish, two fish, red whip, blue whip This motherfucker does not give a f*ck about you He is in his mansion, playin' his XBOX (you never listen, you never listen) And look at you, look at where you are Yeah, straight out the flames of this city of mine Since double planes hit the risers pain on graph been on rise With cyclops' eye strays stay shattering lives Out where the poltergeists of history haunt the alive Monster of art don't start Your little drive die dark, put you in long term park Hardly a mark, play your spiderweb like a harp Sharp with a bodega cat claw slash at the rat's heart Relax, let it happen, it's automatic, I'm tapped in Scrap like I'm facing a mouth of a starved kraken Facts, man, I actually made the cash they imagined The kid who never compromised, out-racked you bastards Slid into the vacuum they left stabbing at random Abracadab-'em, got these maggots tracking the magic It's vapid, how you speak, not deep, you lacking the fathoms While tough guys dreaming of smashing thots, I smash atoms Are you serious with this? This is what it's come to? We're gonna have to walk around outside like we're fuckin' gangsters? (ay) I am, and it is (yeah, yeah) The bar killer, I stole a demon from God's dealer A God body with temperament of a Godzilla Man, you ain't shit, you f*ck her barely, I far fill her A dictator with hard heart, I starve niggas I'm out with Lenin and writin' in red ink again And I'm on linen with women pleasurin' pink again End of discussion, the world seems on the brink again You think you got me? Ay, papi, you better think again I leave you shot in the seat that they sat Lincoln in I pop you with the same pistol they popped Regan with I'm audacious, so f*ck me with on a cash basis I'm outrageous, slap faces to tongue tasters I rock stages rappin' bar for all races No patience for racism, they damn Satan Cold races, I stay in God's divine graces And all my chains on when I rap, bitch, I'm Ghostfacin'