Yeah, I done had a lot of good days, rappin' bout a lot of bad days

Lighted up upon a dark night, whole shit up inside the Batcave

Mic is lightin' up with Fat J, damn I'm glad we took the bat away

I'm just havin' a blast, wanna go fast, givin' some gas, gas, but

Pull up parallel to let you know that I'm the next up

Records I'ma sell while all these rappers playin' dress up

Sleepin' in the back of class, I guess I had the rest up

Never graduated, why the fuck they tryna test us?

Fuck it all, tonight I'm goin' out and gettin' messed up

Sneakin' off tequila, welcome out to my fiesta

Baby, just relax and take your time with it

Passed up, rendezvous around the back in five minutes

I prefer the back way, always take the scenic route

Never seen the valley from the peaks, you should see it, boo

Hard to hear you yellin' from below, who you speakin' to?

Thought I told you all your shit is weak, I've been meanin' to

I've been in the studio at least a fuckin' week or two

Work, work, workin' round the clock, I gotta see it through

Rope, rope, rollin', this is what I'm creepin' to

Might just catch me poppin' out the Phantom, get a peak of that

I'm about to tilt the axis, marchin' in to bring the madness

You too caught up in the fashion, I stay focused on expansion

No, I ain't never got a pamphlet, no, I ain't never got a brochure

Sick as a guest and there's no cure, been on the move like a chauffeur

Plus, I just need me a chauffeur, someone to open and close doors

Feelin' like GZ and 04, rollin' around in an old Ford

I like a view from the top deck, boxin' you out in a box seat

Drippin' in sweat from a hot beat, wherever I sit is the hot seat

I really think about life a lot, probably the reason I write a lot

Climbed up a mountain, no writer's block, now I got a shot at the title shot

Somebody lace up the gloves, gon' ring the motherfuckin' bell

Fell from the heavens to give em' hell, they ask where I'm headed, I tell em' well

I prefer the back way, always take the scenic route

Never seen the valley from the peaks, you should see it through

Hard to hear you yellin' from below, who you speakin' to

Thought I told you all your shit is weak, I been meanin' to

I been in the studio at least a fuckin' week or two

Work, work, workin' round the clock, I gotta see it through

Rope, rope, rollin', this is what I'm creepin' to

Might just catch me poppin' out the Phantom, woo!

Peek -a -boo

Dry as the devil and cool as the breeze, yeah

Keepin' the G, L -R -O -O -B

Double the work, double the flow

Planted the money to look at it grow

When I hit a low, I listen to code

Food for the thought, it's good for the soul

I'm dodgin' the thoughts, so stay on my tomb

Day -to -day shots, they get contested

Keep it Jordan, woo!

Fade away, ballin' on a budget

Give a fuck it, now they pay to play

You can put a muzzle on the hustle

This is training day, hard it gets to rushin'

From percussion, 808s, man

Yeah, yeah, I kinda got a feelin'

Don't know, not tryna play the villain

My jetpack shootin' through the ceilin'

Fuck all that studio chillin' that y 'all be on

This my life, this my song

When the right -of -way is wrong, you know

I prefer the back way

Always take the scenic route

Never seen the valley from the peaks

You should see a fool

Hard to hear you yellin' from below

Who you speakin' to?

Thought I told you all your shit is weak

I been meanin' to

I been in the studio at least a fuckin' week or two

Work, work, workin' round the clock

I gotta see it through

Rope, rope, rollin'

This is what I'm creepin' to

Might just catch me poppin' out the Phantom

Woo!

Peek -a -boo