Post up I'm constructing
Been the architect like Vandelay
Tell me why you think I give a f*ck bout what you have to say
We pull up with 50,000 blunts lit then do our thing
Smoking in the rain I'm feeling godly this no charlemagne
I got ice up in this chain
You See that frostbite on my neck
It's like every move that I been making done got em all upset
That's jus what happens when you get money
People start to look at you funny
Why I stay up on them late nights
In case they tryna go n take it from me
You think you got it in yo pocket motherf*cker go n try it
Punk bitch think you stuntin pipe down we know you lying
I ain't never trust a bitch that stop the whip then say she riding
Ain't no floaters on the whip but hoe you know how I been sliding
I got me a vision
You coming up missing
If you think you stop it or don't wanna listen
I cut you in half with this disk like I'm krillin
This world that we live in turn me to a villain
While you in yo feelings
I'm right in my element
There ain't a limit
To none my intelligence
Never forget I feel like I'm an elephant
Say you in hell
I'ma make you a resident bitch
I roll the weed up
Whenever I come down
Say you don't need us
But then you come round
I'm working overtime
Even when the suns down
You know it's 51 up in this that be running this town
I roll the weed up
Whenever I come down
Say you don't need us
But then you come round
I'm working overtime
Even when the suns down
You know it's 51 up in this that be running this town