I ain't always had a life like this Baby, I had to fight for this Ask the reason why I write verses It's for the tens of millions that I might possess If I just make it so let me bake then you taste it My crew and I on the track feel amazing As we get on the cooking It's looking like we gonna get a lot of show bookings From Ktm to Brooklyn The hardships I was faced with got me money chasin' I dont wanna leave my youth just wasted I wanna make that billion dollars and im losing my patience So I snatch the crown with no hesitation (I'm just making a point) Sing and rap and put the nation on the map Yo imma give it validation Worked so hard now I earn the guap Sitting on the top easy life on that permanent vacation These melodies I ain't hearing what they telling me Ain't nobody getting me and its killing me But im feeling the beat that he bringin its my remedy Killing it no felony Feels good doesnt it I only show off when the shows on right We bout to blow up soon u better hold on tight I always show up my crew we glow up light like fluorescent We shine like ornaments cook our own dont order it On the mic I'm sorcerous They can't handle my morbidness Lyrically torturous to emcees I can't afford to miss I'm in a killing spree danny barbosa Hitman sippin wine chilling at mendoza Focused on real bread unlike you loafers I went rogue to burn your fuckin hope like a toaster Never had no faith in me remember what I told ya I went past the snakes now im alone king cobra (ooh) Now its cobra strikes when I hold the mic Take you on a roller coaster ride with the flows I write I need more in my life I got dough on my mind Ready to take off feel like im on the borderline Sippin on that youth water Tryna livin it up If she looks hotter Imma give it to her Feelin' good smokin' hollywood Light it up get higher boo Feelin' good smokin' hollywood Light it up get higher boo Yea it feels good Yea it feels good I thank god for what I was gifted with And ima make sure I use it for good take my family outta da hood Cuz if I don't recognize in time what I have Spend my time w the lads and don't focus on my raps I know that ima look back Regret the money that I coulda stacked I'm good at that nobody got the vision that lil budhha got On my momma on god, ima do this And to the haters, I swear that im the rudest Tryna' travel the world thru this Tryna' break the family curse thru this Fill my momma purse thru this And thru this verse, I disperse all the judging words Bitches chirp but u knw im busy stackin birds It's a shame if u ain't still heard my name From the heart ya u know I got the flame Sippin on that youth water Tryna livin it up If she looks hotter Imma give it to her Feelin' good smokin' hollywood Light it up get higher boo Feelin' good smokin' hollywood Light it up get higher boo Yea it feels good Yea it feels good