[Intro]
*Coughs*
Yeah-yeah
Scar (Scar)

[Verse]
Now I'm but the best when I slide through
Treat my life like chess, make the right moves
I am not like you
I do not like you
Born to be spiteful
I’m wired, inspired, shots fired at your idol
My flows got the tone of a rifle
Its been like this since highschool
My last girl is clearly on a cycle
She won't find another like me and that's final
Better take some time to find some other fucker
When you're satisfied with anything from one another
You can make me fake laugh to make your bread and butter
I’ll be sitting back and hella laughing like a mother fucker
Who said that I won't change
My life could always get better
Said I'm in a way different place now
I feel fresher than ever, uh
Playing it civilized
Making a compromise
Keeping my spirit while energized
And my head organized
Always will criticize someone you claim that you idolize
Fuck it, I'll say my peace and then pack up and go
Yeah, I'll say my peace and then pack up and go
If you're thinking a man probably coming off strong
May I remind you that it's been this long since shit went wrong
Move on, oh god can't deal when you're so headstrong, it's long
Yeah, this is something that we all want
No you fucking moron, get it till it's all gone
Yeah, make them sink into a poor start
Raw talent, all heart
Making n***as all stars
Who gon think I'm running back
I swear to God if you gon hit me when I'm beaming
No I won't be calling y'all back
Look, I know you're in your feelings and you over try
But who says you can't switch lanes
With the vibe that shines like a loose stack of change
With the wrong fucking crowd they'll be gone another way
So I always find time to relax and pray, ok look
Know this shit
Wired and blessed with it
So clued up and ready to go
I'm counting my blessings then came to the fact that I really do need me some more
Yeah, wired and blessed with it
Filled up these rhymes with some sentences
Only took seconds to write and revise it and file it and now tell me why y'all are sweating it? Uh
I should grow right up, I'd rather be at home anyway
Making it blow right up, you know the shows with the city always stay cray
My life is gold, you think I hit the lot or walk out the front page
You're lame and old, all hype when you talk and hide behind phones
Yeah, all hype when you talk and hide behind phones
Yeah, you must be lost in your dome
When I feel the vibe it's right on my tone
Get a flight to islands I'm from
Just vibing out with my bros I’m doing everything that I wanted to, uh