Century

I’m floatin’ ‘round 4 A.M.'s Chillin’ out in estate Kens That summer-spring collection just got bagged You still on the same trends I’m the same kid with the same friends Posted up in the same ends Ridin’ ‘round in that A-Benz I got VVS, you got fake gems Lad I burst through like a rhino Smoked out, no pyro Keep a mask up on me face, kid And it’s all black, gotta lie low Drugs white, albino If you know then I know Where did all of that time go? I see pyramids, no Cairo I’m bold, I’m eager She’s lovin’ my demeanor I just did shrooms in Malibu and I’m seein’ shit so clearer I’m an animal, hyena I was mean, but I just got meaner As a kid I was always a leader Achieved that shit, then I come back cleaner, I clean ya I’m the boy, I’m the boss I take all of the stock, I don’t care what it cost I put fire to crops Had to flip that rock, had the odds in me socks 3.5 in me bills When I walk in the gaff, lad, they give man chills Too high to the pills You never gonna see these bust-down grills I’m the hardest out of the century These other man, they can’t step to me No handouts, I give an extra fee I’m the male version of ecstasy Got a vendetta with a deputy No debt on me ‘cause you’re dead to me I’m walkin’ ‘round with no weaponry And no little shit will try and mess with me I got VVS, you got fake gems, like, bah