[Verse 1: Lupe Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of Two shots, parachutes, two drops, of troops New drops, wearin' roofs, full bloom, bearin' Full put the where in wolves', apparently put it in the air and shoot Heirlooms that's what I leave, that's how I weave They don't care to you and that's hair to you, this I breathe I'm the heir from a pair of parents Taught me that sharin's carin' so I the bread out what I need To get in heaven that's I bleed, get in hell when I breathe... Get it? Inhale, when I Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, there's levels to this And there's devils on the level of bitch We all ball even the devil gotta You fly so that's red and a fish You can that, that's complimentary True story, Turtle, sewer side Though continentally Side
I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my till I'm dead, yeah Show your (x5) (Bow down to the nigga with the on his head) (Everything red) (Show no (x5)
[Verse 2: I'm King James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone It's only right that you meet defeat, I guess protocol Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you never yes Success, I'm on the verge-in, I never had sex You upset as fake breasts, but stress, it looks good on you He get it understood, so I stood on him Food and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you already I used to until planes I flew already Now I'm ready, amen, one guy I'm so heavy Let's say tons, that's blasphemy, with eight guns, keep machete Young mind, fuck the world, that's an orgy an OG Ironically, when you're high as me you, won't floor seats This flow here for Rich I won't stop 'till my team's richer Mind, body and on top of the dollar, spinnin' My is why I'm in this position You pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a lion his victim
[Verse 3: Fiasco] Pay homage, I ain't plan it to play with comets Save your comments, trigger make you vomit just makin' omelets to move the chickens like Reaganomics This world so ugly I won't put make-up on it, just bein' honest Keys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga lost those get locked out, we janitors with the mops out Clean house, I used to be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now Rap like I went to with bastards, threw Glocks on 'em Red and blue, now the on 'em, ayy nigga Hell yeah, you, with them on him, infraredin' you Intellectual like Deck, protect your neck from Lu we the children of the night! Of the livin' dead lookin' for some I got some up in my Sprite I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what Jesus do? Whoo!