| How many times they say I’m the smoothest
|
| Truth is I’ve never not moved this way
|
| My trench coat leather my shoes are sued
|
| Beg you don’t step on my pumas babe (Baby)
|
| Walked ages in these trainers
|
| But I ain’t trip when they losing faith
|
| You know I been tested
|
| Without a question while they on net doin' Q and A
|
| She say I’m a son of a gun
|
| But really miss me like she shooting strays
|
| It’s cool it’s great
|
| But it’s more fun when you use your waist
|
| Made in the manor like Kano
|
| Where the able yutes are moving 'caine
|
| Searching for Ps on my Ps and Qs
|
| Man step out the que you can lose your place
|
| And I seen it bro ain’t you see I’m the CEO
|
| Teaching my team how to aim for the head
|
| Ain’t no wasting no led on no knees 'n toes
|
| Briefings in the board meetings
|
| With the Gs dem but they been involved
|
| How you ain’t end up on street with bro
|
| Only Jesus knows
|
| But still I’m here counting my blessings
|
| I ain’t account all the lessons
|
| Found out in the drought just who got man
|
| Use one hand when I’m counting my bredrins
|
| Can you really doubt I’m a legend
|
| All the hours round the clock that I put in
|
| Do the eyebrow like the rock when they looking
|
| They can smell da shit Knucks is cookin' |