[Verse 1]. I ain't callin' names cause all of y'all the same. Plus I'm the king all my past pain all done changed up. All these plains all these lames since the Slaughter's came up. Cause they know their hands tied feet ball and chained up. Niggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent because of my relationship. With Marshall used to make me a little partial but here's the brain fuck. We the same cause I'm probably 'bout to fall out with a young buck. While I attempt to fuck the fuckin' game up. Bitch splat only thing I fear in here is chit-chat. You are hearin' bars like your ear against a Kit Kat. Shady guys like the Navy try us wavey bye-bye. Maybe my Glock can turn your top to Baby's Maybach. My shit is parvo literally sick trust me nigga it's ugly to kill the thing. If the bigger I get the more disgustin' and fuckin' disfigured it gets. Niggas just want me to go pop oh stop. Y'all about the champagne I'm about the toast. I only fuck with mailmen with heroin from Boca. Niggas that'll smoke you while you starin' in your postbox. Only incense he enlightens when he's thinkin'. While that sinks in I got a Brinks ink pen. I'm back mothafucka notice the flyness on the cover of the XXL. I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers. How y'all realer? If I said it I did it. If I didn't I seen it first-hand like a car dealer. Give up the throne your lease up I am the Mona Lisa. That decoded Da Vinci Code you throwin' your piece up. Is a waste of fake like a phony B-cup. Making the mistake was like my only teacher. Wait 'til they get a load of me cause. [Hook: Royce and Eminem]. I've got Guccis on my feet diamonds on my neck. Diamonds on my wrist bitches on my dick but y'all already said that. Choppers in the trunk models in the front. Bottles in the club but I don't give a fuck but y'all already said that. Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard. For me to come up with shit to say ay. I'm at a loss for words cause y'all already said it all. I think I'm runnin' outta cliches I'm gettin' writers block psyche!. [Verse 2]. When I stand up in this booth niggas notice it. Sittin' on the same boat that Noah built. Floatin' on the same water Moses split. Poetry in motion but we sittin' on your grave site overkill. Aren't you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet. Real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid. You dudes is too excited. You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's suicidal. You will just be another victim I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie. I'm a little twisted I roll like the end credits in movies. y'all just got scripted. Got y'all niggas' bitches bobbin' to this one. when she wit ya when she wit me. She bobbin' not vibin' tryna put her mind into the inside of my zipper. I'm a serpent with a purpose havin' problems? Not a problem. I've encountered I have found elephants lions clowns. Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus. If the fire round the circle's right in front of them fire rounds. Pun intended gun extended what are you marks askin'?. Car's Aston started as a hard-top and I saw past it. Since I decided to start class this all black all glass. Panoramic roof been gettin' marked absent. I authorize my own all-access. Your bitch a whore I'm a catch she ball-catchin'. Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan. Her pussy need to blocked and reported as spam. Interscope I been this dope now sell it my voicemail is full. Got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes and they tryna mail ?em to me. Tryna reach my phone I don't know which one is harder. Tryna not to take your bitch or tryna get rid of my own. [Hook]. [Outro]. Man get the bozac we need to start bringin' that shit back (Mad flava!). Man fuck it I'm 'bout to catch some wreck (We in effect money!). Mad props to Royce for keepin' it real on the strength. No diggity I'm 'bout to go pull some hoes get my mack on. Haters get the gas face!. [Develdiii]