Carefree Black Man

[Verse 1: KeY Wane]

Oh my gosh, take a look at that Porsche in the garage

Presidential Rolex on my arm, my money was a mirage

Now I been housed in the Belag’

And everytime they greet me like a god, living carefree

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]

Ryan spazzin

I don’t ride nobody wave

I’m a writer

That my autobiographic right of passage

I’m the coldest flowin, I should say

Niggas wanna live my life for a day

Winnin' always been in my forte

I been Winnin' since the ice age days

I’m been independent since they tried to put me in the penitention, I was innocent

I spent hours in the pen

I spent hours with the pen

I spent hours top of hours to make sure we stay on top of ours

Like the number 12

A whole lot of everything is what I’m peddling

Is what I come to sell

I’m in love with being on fire

I am what you call a fucking fire addict

Roll up on you while you in the drive thru

Just so I can take your tires

Run those and order me some fries and a burger while you at it

Y'all prefer to Lolly-gag and not me

I’m certified to murder, body bag it

Driving down the driveway, droppin' down the top

I don’t pop no mollies, I put mine in park

Hoppin out the car

Box you out the bar

Basquiat you just so I can watch you scar

I’m been clownin' out in Abu Dhabi

I’m been China shopping

Nigga I been rockin' scarves

I’m hip hop new star

I been topping charts

I’m 2Pac to y'all

Y'all just carbon copies, Y'all been coppin' bars

I ain’t talkin' bout from Xany dealers either

Panty peeler, please our rocks don’t got no flaws

Handle millimeters, canons with the beamers

Standin' with the skeezers

Smokin' cannabis sativa