Buzzin', radars is buzzin' Yah, yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah New shit, new Kung Fu Kenny I got so many theories and suspicions I'm diagnosed with real nigga conditions Today is the day I follow my intuition Keep the family close, get money,

Cartier frames, call me four eyes Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed A lot of people still got a lot of shit to say about the clothes and the pics I post But it's a beautiful day outside today Don't know which car I'ma drive today Promoter

We rock the world, ooh, yeah We didn't listen when they said it can't be done It's gonna make the papers This shit's gon' hit the news 'Cause fear don't haunt the madness Got nothing left to lose A hundred years from now There's still be talking, girl I

Walk on down When you're shit outta luck There's just one thing to do and that's You gotta walk on down You wonder why you got holes in your shoes You wonder why they got more money than you You wonder why you got nothin' to lose It makes no sense, don't

You wanted me to be weak But when shit got bad, I was strong And now I flex up all day long I catch feelings way too quick But I lose them so much quicker My old girl's arse was thick But my new girl's arse is thicker I thought that I loved you but I was

Steady with the crew, steady with the crew And you never liked it, and you never liked them My Lambo gon' skrr, my crib ain't got service I got shit to lose, that shit make me nervous I got shit to lose, gotta keep my cool Gotta watch the dukes, can't

This the shit that I live for With the people I'd die for Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (lose control) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night