(I′ve been feelin' the way my holes out)

Yeah

(I′m a typhoon, I cannot lose)

Ayy, ayy, yeah

(My rules, my rules)

Yeah

I'm hammer, bring the tutties out

Don't make me bring the foolie out

I′m back in time, I show you where the rookie ′bout

Gang gang, time to pull the hoodies out

Circle of actors, y'all should put a movie out, Night Rider

Heat cuttin′ corners, I'm a monster

Guillotine bar problem, you gon′ need a doctor

Whole 'hood behind me, brought formers on the roster

They gon′ have to knock it down like a helicopter

Don't ever stress a king out, I change life to miserable

Critical, pitiful condition, this is it for you

I'm in the middle of them other rooms, I′ve been in them too

Hit man, lyrical murderous in ′em visuals

Rackin' the models while I′m holdin' ′em easy, them and an Apollo

You don't really wanna know what I′ve been in the years

Head to the top of that mountain, I was everything that they wanted

Be loyal to ride a bike and the fighter

But I've been feelin' the way my holes out

I′m a typhoon, I cannot lose

You can′t walk a mile in my shoes

Baby, this is my life and my moves and my rules

It's your season? Well, it′s mine too, yeah

From my whole side I'm a typhoon, I cannot lose

You can′t walk a mile in my shoes

Baby, this is my life and my moves and my rules

It's your season? Well, it′s mine too, yeah

You better stop playin' with me, yeah

You better stop playin' with me, yeah

You better stop playin′ with me, yeah

You better stop playin′ with me, yeah

You better stop playin' with me, yeah

You better stop playin′ with me, yeah

You better stop playin' with me, yeah, yeah