so music's on fire pirelli's on the ride moderate this beat call it homicide overly qualified sick of your lullabies money got me modified keeping me occupied time flies when you push it to the limit my rhymes elevate the way i'm lifting your spirits grinding all day no time for no visits hour for me sort of feels like a minute better get with it i'm kicking down doors ain't taking no [ __ ] anymore every other weekend trips to new york only role alliance call me james swords hear my roar i'm hungry for the throne i'm out getting it you home getting blown can't step to me boy cause i'm all grown i'm up in my buzz like an empire my whips like potatoes get my man shown cash on they ain't taking [ __ ] for me god himself but no one is above me laying back relaxing sipping all bubbly headed to the right path getting a little comfy pockets getting bigger feeling a little chunky haters want to hate cause they while it's getting dusty new york gets the blood money i get the hush money three fingers calling shots like the man sonny what are you dummy no favors buddy i have to work real hard for am i lucky yes i'm lucky my money getting longer my mind over matter start to get stronger ladies love me they say i'm a drama glad to be morty max my own author i'm with imma do me but for you no more i ain't doing favors not anymore not anymore i want you to see i'm gonna do me i'ma keep doing me me so you