Yaheamenow?

Ard, I'm ready Yaknowit I'm back Look, And when that base hit I get chills cause I've always learned to embrace it Sometimes it's easy for me to become complacent Due to the way that they copy me and just paste it They gone hate me forever I had to face it They eyebrows stuck from the angry look need a face lift I'm taking care of my money like I done raised it And they be taking all of my lyrics and just rephrase it Feeling lucky like a perfect day in Vegas I don't rest like my sleeping routine is based off of grave shift I like to roll at the beach and listen to waves hit Then I get in my zone and hop on my spaceship I got people depending on my success It's never no time to flex Just stack and save all my checks Bullet to ya chest like a bullet pass straight from Brett Blast off like a rocket ain't talking Kenny the jet, little nigga YaHeaMeNow? YaHeaMeNow? Huh? I can't imagine my signature on a dotted line like Michael J. Foxx Cause I'm one of them artists hard to sign Diabolical mischief is what be on my mind I really think I'm sick like the masterminds behind columbine Smooth talk you out ya Vicky's with a couple secrets All the ones who ever doubted like I can't believe it I was hungry for a while but Music kept me greedy People fiending keep on asking me why I ain't dropping Switch the topic cause them thoughts can be a little demonic I got tired of cowards so I just gave up boxing All the trainers was frightened to let their fighter box me They still sleeping I think it's time to lay off the Oxy's She my princess to the world Pornstar when its private Motherfuckers taking opiates like it's a diet Sad to say but you can't beat me at ya finest I ain't stopping 'til I'm hot enough to take a breath and change the climate YaHeaMeNow? YaHeaMeNow? Huh? Hit you so hard in ya chest I dislocate ya shoulders Me and Swank we coming up, I help 'em lift the boulders Heart is colder think that comes from time and getting older But it's frozen like I left out in Minnesota Tell the wolves to go retrieve it ‘fore they in a coma Been balling like my chains can make me catch pneumonia It’s just me versus the world, Izzy no Romona Anytime I want the cat I go roll up some Doja Then I spark it, like scorching ya favorite market The target is locked and loaded Call Marcus to bring the carcass The darkness slowly evading it must’ve accepted bargains Please pardon me for the things I done started To my dearly departed a youngin' turned cold hearted And now it’s sore again People rapping but disrespecting the origin Now I'm poppin' like a bunch of shook up sodas Said she love my Mariota (Mary odor) like the quarterback from Oregon pussy