[Intro]
Yeah, you know who the fuck it is
Feels good to be back too
You know?
Gotta do what a man's gotta do
Provide until long after I’m gone

[Verse]
Yo, the only way to be the GOAT is have the heart of a lion
All this pressure that's on me is turning carbon to diamond
They wanna sling shots at me? Spar with the giant
I knock 'em back to 2012 and end their world with the Mayans
No need to pardon defiance, I’d rather capital punishment
I live like a vigilante and laugh at the government
I'm the Bruce Wayne of rap, a loose maniac
I pop shrooms and then I throw two cases back
Filthy habit I can't shake, living life in the fast lane
Brеathing more smoke than a drag race
Pulling thе handbrake, I hydroplane and search for the ashtray
Then flick my cigarette in your gas tank, bitch
Sip Stella's and pop a tab like a liquid gel
Until I'm interstellar or lose my head like it's Winterfell
Can't strip the belt from the God, I'll body you infidels
Italian blood, I leave ’em sleeping where all the fishes dwell
I wish ’em well as I pray to God to be left alone
Don't got no friends in the industry, y’all are stepping stones
This shit a sabotage, cut the beat to let 'em know
The click that you're hearing is a bomb, not a metronome
I see the game and I truly hate what it's come to be
These rappers turn to influencers just to bump the streams
A bunch of fucking dweeb, carbon copy, money fiends
Sacrificing all your integrity for a couple G’s
So, I'll reiterate what history proves
I spill heat, been on a killstreak since 16 views
Got 'em yellin' at the throne like, "Vin, please move"
Y'all are in my château like DaVinci's tomb, you know?
It's only fitting that y'all careers are in grave danger
Kept the underground alive, I been the game's savior
Way I'm skippin' on the beat, I need a pacemaker
And I don't need to drop a hook, I drop haymakers
Duck and cover when the verses deployed
You can tell I learned from the legends when I merk 'em with poise
It was '95 when mama gave birth to the boy
She was carryin' the bomb before search and destroy
Yeah, I'm fire off top, young Hades, no Hercules
Turn your brown shirt to a burgundy
That's a metaphor hyperbole
Kill 'em on a track, then the fans gon' be making a face like botched surgery
Damn, manifested the plan
Crawled up outta the barrel and found some room to expand
Lonely quest of a man, I hold my fate in my hands
And I'm the only reason I will or I won't advance
Yeah, I'm addicted to breaking limits and quick to relapse
Y'all live a life full of indecision and slip through the cracks
I'm a dope fiend, bitch
Way I'm pickin' through tracks
Turn to Silva, throwin' kicks the way I instantly snap
Come on