Million dollar thoughts went and jotted on a Google Doc

Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock

Right around the time I left the pad to hit the noodle spot

Helicopters flying cuz a dude got his noodle popped

Seeing s**t you wouldn't want to see I've been through a lot

Grew a lot f*ck about a rumor if it's true or not

The flow is worth about 100 times of what a jeweler got

I call it like I'm Stuart Scott aye what they saying?

They say the raps is hard I keep the cash on a plastic card

Off track but didn't crash the car

You really ain't heard of Jerry damn that's bizarre

What you live under a rock what you Patrick Star?

Bitch you crazy if you think I wouldn't match the bars

A rockstar in my past life I smashed guitars

We going back to back I'm coming back to spar

I ain't a dog s**t I'm something out of Jurassic Park

Just a mortal man I'm not a GOD

I been about it from the start check the D.O.B.

I can only share the story from my POV

A sharp shooter boy I hit it on the DOT

I got one lyric pointed at your head for start

Another one is pointed at your weak ass heart

I said it's rest in peace to Guru wait who got who?

I been taking care of me I hope that you got you

These closed mouths don't get fed b***h so who got food

I hunt and gather what I see freeze do not move

On a California interstate with Tupac queued

I still got some old writtens in a shoebox too but now it's

Million dollar thoughts went and jotted on a Google Doc

Do a lot had to move my 12 to a 2 o'clock

Right around the time I left the pad to hit the noodle spot

Helicopters flying cuz a dude got his noodle popped

Funny how they doubted what I'm doing but I knew the plot

Prove a lot I don't need a mansion or a newer yacht

Said she wanna do it so she blew it like the fluid hot

Then we ahh I won't get into nah

Ready to pop any minute I might just open they're lid

I went big off the top rope might've broken a rib

I'm only joking but I know they probably hoping I did

A toast to the kid for trying to put his home on the grid

You better get some gloves hat and a coat from the crib

A cold hearted motherfucker boy you know how I live

You see I'm coming at your throat I don't forget and forgive

I'm prime time boy we know where you sit you a benchwarmer

I ain't no second string player not a back up man

You only moving in reverse with a back up plan

I came out the shell I'm here to stack up clams

Play games and get smacked up man f*ck outta here