They hating on me 'cause I'm dumb rich (rich) Ain't no question (whoo), ain't no fucking second guessing (ain't no what?) It's a blessing (what) I was broke but now I'm flexing (flex) We in the game like Madden (Madden) Money fucking do a backflip (rich)

I'm the best, best, best, best What What the fuck they gon' say I'm the best bitch doin' it, doin' it I hear they comin' for me Because the top is lonely I'm the best It was back in '07 did a couple of tapes Did a couple DVD's made a couple mistakes Didn't

Walking down the street, in my All Stars In my, khaki suit, doin what what I do Walking down the street, smoking, chronic In my black locs, lookin, at you Guess who's back on the West coast tracks It's the motherfucking messiah of gangsta rap Still dip in the

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

La da da da da Fuck these niggas Know and know What's your name? How far is a light year? If I was being honest I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour Call my momma like

Only a crazy little thing I read What What are you smoking I'm just to fuck with your head I'm only joking And I don't believe a thing I've said (Why do I do what what I do?) There is a song You're trembling to its tune At the request of the moon

I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants) I just left the trap, and I'm off the Xans (and I'm off the Xans) Bitch, I'm high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?) I'm the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

For no reason, mosh pit For no reason, our shit For no reason, the hardest For no reason, start shit For no reason, mob shit What What the fuck We are leaders I just think you fucking with the wrong one

Mobbin' on the low Fuckin' on the low Smokin' on the low Schemin' on the low The furthest thing from perfect Like everyone I know What What more can I say now? I still been drinkin' on the low I still been plottin' on the low

You come unto me just to question my roots But you could never walk a day in my shoes Fuck this shit, you can find me in the moshpit Been in the game for twelve years, what it do? Take it from the best, everything I do pops Fake ass bitches all around me