| Yeah, my weed lit, | 
| My glass chill, | 
| Couldn’t be concerned less how a hater feel | 
| Car service only opportunity if I rest, | 
| In between destinations a lil hibernation | 
| Life under the scope I gotta stay fresh, | 
| They just wanna see ya fallin' | 
| The only reason the cameras are when ya walkin' | 
| The only reason they listenin' when ya talkin', | 
| Waitin on ya to contridict yaself | 
| All be and edvict yourself from the house | 
| Like when Beth instigated that situation | 
| When Tammy got David kicked out | 
| Suckers tryin' figure my angle, | 
| Puzzled by my shuffle aka wood in the bengals | 
| And just my Wayans brothers in the prescence of danger, | 
| Drop bombs on them niggas from the middle | 
| Stay calm knowin' we belong on the top, | 
| But we ain’t trippin', | 
| Cause we’ll get there in a minute | 
| Yeah, that’s the statement for the mission | 
| Swiss move me so my watch ain’t tickin' | 
| Who yo crew is, | 
| Them niggas is bomb, | 
| Throwin partise like yeah bitch come | 
| They all at my art showin, | 
| Me and my folks gettin drunk | 
| Bangin' my sound from the wall mouse | 
| Yeah, life under the scope | 
| Everything is a test, | 
| It’s all day | 
| Go, full speed, full court | 
| Media, press, | 
| They just wann see ya fuck it all up | 
| Turn over, make ya give the ball up | 
| They just wanna see ya fuck it all up | 
| (Yeah) | 
| Vintage any chance hangin' from the ceilin, | 
| Naked beauties and blush pillows in em, | 
| Incense and fresh linen, | 
| I spit that complex venom | 
| The real niggas it strengthins | 
| The fake niggas it kills them, | 
| And the Big homie said | 
| That he «Still got visions of the rooftop.» | 
| As do I, | 
| George, Jets and Jefferson | 
| Deluxe apartment in the sky, | 
| Niggas can’t downplay me baby | 
| I’m too high | 
| Pilots speak I crafted these in my I’m pala seat, | 
| A New Orleans nigga, | 
| And I’m way in the NYC weed twistin' | 
| On a mission and I’m fishin' for my nigga Skibeatz | 
| I been in the game, OG | 
| Seen fools blow up | 
| And blow it low key |