Final Destination

[Verse 1]

We cracked the code on the Matrix, it's time to face it we striving with no budgets

They want our masters, they tryna buy it, they won't budge us (Nah)

I hit the charts but the major bloggers they won't covet

Thanks to Rory, Parks and Mal, I'm a giant that Joe judges (woo!)

Huh, they gon' defy us and so what us (What?)

But if this carries on we gon' riot for four summers (Yeah)

Business is a joy when you figure out what your stocks worth

Tryna find who you are, just eliminate who you not first (Real shit)

My life is better but the block's worse (Okay)

So rest in peace Shah, 'causе seeing you laying up in that box hurts (R.I.P.)

How could we ever think wе not cursed

Baby mother pregnant during a SWAT search

We just lucky she got birth

Speaking of my daughter (daughter), the older she gets it's harder to keep her from the aura (Uh huh)

It's deeper than the Torah

[Chorus]

When I told you I think it's time that we split ways (Pain)

Then I told you I grinded just like a sick slave, tryna get these bricks shaved (Remember?)

Yeah, that's two thousand and six way back when Stacks had the two tone Boxster with big plates

Switch dates

Now we in the present (We here)

I told you your darkest hour is only sixty minutes (Okay)

You thought that I was finished (Never)

A span of twenty years been in this business (Uh huh)

I gave you all the real, that's because I am the realest

[Verse 2]

It's been a couple of years but my whole career I been telling y'all what this game 'bout

Niggas act like it's fourth and some inches and pull they chains out (Ha!)

Haters gon' talk, let me simplify and explain doubt

Niggas'll beg you first then'll bite yo' ass with the same mouth (Facts)

D'Angelo stuck on that stained couch

Barksdale 'cause every bar's real, y'all niggas drown up in a 'caine drought

I'm like the Irishman before he paint house

Get lost like Hoffa, the young Sinatra sending shooters to your casa (Yeah)

Maneuver like a mobster (Mobster)

Grand Marnier cuvee, the grouper with the lobster

Little hookah with the vodka (Muah!)

Pristine judge of character, I see through your grins

I got love for a lot of folks I'll never speak to again (Uh huh)

Sometimes your friends'll hate for seeing you win

Bullets'll squeeze in your brim

Your soul'll flutter like a leaf in the wind

[Evelyn King sample]

Is telling, telling

(Oh yeah)

Telling on me

(Woah)

[Chorus]

When I told you I think it's time that we split ways (Pain)

Then I told you I grinded just like a sick slave, tryna get these bricks shaved (Remember?)

Yeah, that's two thousand and six way back when Stacks had the two tone Boxster with big plates

Switch dates

Now we in the present (We here)

I told you your darkest hour is only sixty minutes (Okay)

You thought that I was finished (Never)

A span of twenty years been in this business (Uh huh)

I gave you all the real, that's because I am the realest

[Evelyn King sample]

Is telling, telling

(Oh yeah)

Telling on me

(Woah)

Is telling, telling

(Oh yeah)

Telling on me

(Woah)