Century

I’m floatin’ ‘round 4 A.M.'s
Chillin’ out in estate Kens
That summer-spring collection just got bagged
You still on the same trends
I’m the same kid with the same friends
Posted up in the same ends
Ridin’ ‘round in that A-Benz
I got VVS, you got fake gems
Lad I burst through like a rhino
Smoked out, no pyro
Keep a mask up on me face, kid
And it’s all black, gotta lie low
Drugs white, albino
If you know then I know
Where did all of that time go?
I see pyramids, no Cairo
I’m bold, I’m eager
She’s lovin’ my demeanor
I just did shrooms in Malibu and I’m seein’ shit so clearer
I’m an animal, hyena
I was mean, but I just got meaner
As a kid I was always a leader
Achieved that shit, then I come back cleaner, I clean ya
I’m the boy, I’m the boss
I take all of the stock, I don’t care what it cost
I put fire to crops
Had to flip that rock, had the odds in me socks
3.5 in me bills
When I walk in the gaff, lad, they give man chills
Too high to the pills
You never gonna see these bust-down grills
I’m the hardest out of the century
These other man, they can’t step to me
No handouts, I give an extra fee
I’m the male version of ecstasy
Got a vendetta with a deputy
No debt on me ‘cause you’re dead to me
I’m walkin’ ‘round with no weaponry
And no little shit will try and mess with me
I got VVS, you got fake gems, like, bah