I'm not at perfection imma get it though
Lyrical, I'm just like the Steelers baby here we go
Crazy individual
I'm breaking through the ceiling ho
You tryna come at me but you know that I be invincible
What I'm bouta do is so insideous
You gettin this
I'm breaking all the rules this shit is hideous
The really is the start of something you know that I'm serious
I'm bouta take over nothing stopping me period
I been gone too long
Boy I got the vision imma come out strong
Feeling like I only do right not wrong
But if I f*ck up imma right my wrongs
Bitch I'm bouta go psycho like my name Vince Vaughn
Spendin all my guap but I make back more
I ballin like I'm James bitch not Monroe
You lookin and you thinkin that we toe to toe
I'm rising to the top Cream of the Crop you know
I can only imagine what would happen
I'm blastin I sound like heaven you sound like static
It's tragic you know it's tragic I work my magic
I have it you know I have it I'm a star like Patrick
Where would I be what would I do
The Cream of the Crop is me that ain't you
I'm standing on two feet in the booth
You know I'm the savior
You know I'm the truth
I been gone too long
Boy I got the vision imma come out strong
Feeling like I only do right not wrong
But if I f*ck up imma right my wrongs
Bitch I'm bouta go psycho like my name Vince Vaughn
Spendin all my guap but I make back more
I ballin like I'm James bitch not Monroe
You lookin and you thinkin that we toe to toe
I'm rising to the top Cream of the Crop you know