Lyrics

(they not gon' recognize what I'm talking about

...but, they know

...and it show)

^first verse^
what is it this is, talking over air?
fucking niggas up wit faked up premises
My name didn't tell you, but, this is who I is
there ain't one t tell you any of My biz

I can sweet talk you, free you up from sin
but, you past headhard you ain't going t listen

this is what it is, no changes what it is
give up on that bullshit, us is getting big
so satan didn't tell you what a day was, is
he fucking up your hair lines, and you're ok wit it

ain't no saving them, they cannot win
pour out some grapes from out in th vin

^second verse^
what is it, this is...you really over there?
I'm fucking them way up, they stealing of My air
pretty faces there, hey, I don't really care
if you'll steal you'll kill, so, I don't really care

He done bitch slapped you, but you still don't listen
I done mastered it, freed Me up from sin...from sin