Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate 8X Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Meditate, levitate Greetings from the Golden State Mr. X, to the Z Concentrate, come walk with me Your shit sound so awkwardly I don't rhyme I just stomp down beats Real estate,

No fake shit against me shall prosper So its fuck 'em 'til the end And they always gonna hate Always gonna have some shit to say And they don't wanna see you win Yes I came I saw I conquered Yes I came I conquered They don't wanna see you win Eating in

It’s good shit (I like it when you play with my hair) You know it when you see it You know it when it’s there Like Michael Jackson Thriller Like Farrah Fawcett Hair It’s good shit (I like it when you play with my hair) Support for Capital Cities comes

They told us There'd never come a day They told us that We need not worry So we fucked around, thought This shit would change And turned our eyes away And I watched Through bitter eyes

Bought her baby Gucci strollers (strollers) Switch it up and I went global (global) Can't play around, I had to grow up (grow up) Check out my neck, hell of a glo-up (glo-up) These niggas cap and that shit blow up My dawg rappin', hope he blow up I need

I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit Somebody gotta do it Look, no more interviews I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl I brought sand to the beach Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my

You can tell by the look in her eyes Sexy down the runway Take a picture on the runway Look at her Shawty knows she's the shit She's like the devil in disguise When she's on the runway Walkin' down the runway

One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

Told my bro roll a 'Wood We gon' spark that shit up Its gon' take all the pain away I'm stuck in my past My brothers they passed Look at my kicks Spanish bitch all on my dick Rollie, gon' ice out my wrist It cost a brick Baby, this not counterfeit

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his