I like the space that I'm in, I'm too mentally strong
Put my problems in music, so I'm makin' these songs
Some of you might understand, some of you might take wrong
Touched down Hail Marys, now my reach ain't long
Niggas ain't really there, you just thought they was
Half them niggas ain't real, you just thought they was
Ain't come from the heart, you just bought their love
Them ain't really your niggas, you just bought them thugs
You ain't really that nigga, you just thought you was
When the pockets get thinner and the people start whisperin' (Shh)
And I was masked up, oh, you reppin' some shitty gang?
Screamin', "Fuck the world", oh, he totin' his grip again
His money gettin' low, so he back on the strip again
Then we hear that, "Woo-woo, woo-woo-woo", when they come, we gon' dip again
We bussin' down twelve, twelve skinnies for thirties
Gotta elevate your game, gotta get to a birdie
Yeah, money for them birds, start chirpin', it's early
Somethin' good in this wood and my cup is dirty
Slide through in my old school whip, I'm swervin' (Skrrt)
Put the crown on my head, I'm the king of Jersey (Skrrt)
Wop
And I swear it's on, I'm in my zone
I swear, I'm on my way
And the king is home, see my throne
Bring it on, yeah
And I swear it's on, I'm in my zone
I swear, I'm on my way
And the king is home, see my throne
Baby, bring it on, yeah, babe
And I swear it's on, I'm in my zone
I swear, I'm on my way
And the king is home, see my throne
Bring it on, yeah
And I swear it's on, I'm in my zone
I swear, I'm on my way
And the king is home, see my throne
Baby, bring it on, yeah, babe