look for me lost in a whirlwind 2012 quality high up until the world ends doing eighty five in my ride and these niggas hiding know i m striding like a giant i ain t lying when i m rhyming rule these niggas like a tyrant damn doms it don t even seem like you trying know these niggas crucify em couldn t crack him i m a diamond i know that niggas is finding my progression so uncommon the pressure i m still applying until i hear the angels crying sad day in hell for those who doubted hope your head explode cry about it but don t deny that doms got the realest flows my eyes is feeling low pulling on the killer dro chilling with a vixen thinking this is what i did it for still banging wolf ganging as if you niggas didn t know still trifling loiter litter life and triple sixing ho doms while they ripping through the packaging to grab the shit i m shaded with the few whom i usually blow cabbage with new patterns patty caking with mannequins cause i don t like my fucking homies dip bruh they all jaw slacking all em awe struck and i ain t got shit but a pretty bitch and cigar tucks riding in the city and knocking out in the starbucks i swear these niggas is fucking phony smoking spliffs and that s prior to arriving to the studio eyes glued to a gluteus maximus attractive lady where you headed with that shit and can a real nigga get a look at it crook panic shook ain t ya blunt fatter than some butch ankles cheffing fit the cook apron ante up for good payment run until my foot achy running til my foot aching full grown terror type ferragamo do rag with my nigga travy out in maui running two mans smoking till i m loopy as a motherfucking toucan 20 minutes burn a fucking quarter back to two grams but i mma dip i know you must have had it with my rude ass