Watch me do my thing, get lost into my scene, get hot like New Orleans in Cogsby crewin' jeans Yeah, I'm not awake, sterile or I'm vacant, livin' in conditions of the modern matrix Only payin' primes when I'm proper naked, money pointin' me where the bullet was on paper I ain't here to fight, so I'm due to * a friend with a spouse Brought the lights on me to burn it down with a house Hear your heart from the groove on account of the past And the galactic tongue clues up or down on the couch Status never mattered, ever acted with a lot of christine Nigga, never just let yourself go Matter, pressure, and endeavor, that is where I left Christine Track a record to let your own world go The weepy king's even homeless Boot in these kingdoms of home just Slap a rapper, lost a linch, no Stuck together in the know, like a metal, like a black hole And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good I feel like Bobby Fisher Always four moves ahead of My competition, listen They ain't gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Piggy Swear it could not get better I feel in charge like Biggie Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater I'ma step up every chance, when I rumble They'll all call me champ, but the jungle is fitting I'ma get drunk and dance like your uncle Till I'm all hands like your uncle, I'm kidding The venom is in venom, when I enter, then it's over When I'm spitting venom, I'm as generous as Oprah You get a scar, you get a scar, you get a scar Me drunk in the back of a rental car Pat Benatar, blah, loves a battlefield Here to get you where you see, like a battle drill I'm in the setup still, a little sad, I saw Smashing out the stratosphere, flashy as a matador When I'm dressed like Theo's dad in a Gucci Listenin' to Gucci rap, I won't beat around the bush I make you wish that you'd never been born And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good And it's all good I feel like Bobby Fischer Always four moves ahead of My competition, listen They ain't gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Piggy Swear it could not get better I feel in charge of Biggie Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Take a ride on the wild side of this alley We can fire up the night like Prince Harry * the high life, we can vibe like we can bind lines Hangin' from a high line, we're just married I'll turn the art form into a blood sport I made Pete soup out of a Pete brain They wanna run the streets like parkour I'd rather run these tracks like a steam train Like a steam train Steam train Steam train Steam train Steam train I feel like Bobby Fischer Always four moves ahead of My competition, listen They ain't gonna stop me ever I feel as large as Piggy Swear it could not get better I feel in charge of Biggie Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater Wearin' that Cosby sweater