[Intro]. It's way darker this time. [Hook]. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight. Time to get paid blow up like the World Trade. [Verse 1]. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Sometimes I'm real like Pac. Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got. Sometimes I focus on the dough. Look at these bills I got. This is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spot. You niggas famous on the internet. I'm real life hot. Homie get your weight up. Fake niggas get sprayed up. My verbal AK slay faggots. And I don't mean no disrespect whenever I say faggot okay faggot. Don't be so sensitive. If you want to get fucked in the ass. That's between you and whoever else's dick it is. Pause maybe that line was too far. Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are. And who can blame ya. Boy Meets World. I'm trying to find a new Topanga. And bang her out no hanging out. My pops was club hopping back when Rick James was out. And all I get is Trinidad James. Wait a minute that's strange. Sip a bit of champagne say fuck. If the hoes like it. I love it nigga nigga nigga. Used to watch Rap City Big Tigga Tigga. Rap nerd even copped Rah Digga Digga. Pac had a nigga saying fuck Jigga fuck Biggie. I was only like eleven so forgive me. A decade later I be all up in the city. Trying to get Hov to fuck with me. With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand. When he said he didn't want it. It was fuck him again. One day he gon' regret playing me. Little did I know. In a year he'd be fucking paying me. What can you say to me. I beat the odds like Vegas. I use to rap about haters before niggas was hating me. Now they hate to see a young Black man with a college degree. Fucking all these little models for free. Pardon me. [Hook]. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov. Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight. Time to get paid blow up like the World Trade. [Verse 2]. I'm prince of the city. I studied Machiavelli. You niggas couldn't blow with C4 strapped to your belly. I snuck up out the parks where niggas be living heartless. And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi Israeli. So I'm wondering really. What could you actually tell me. I'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully. So back with this pen to give back for my sins. Took a black president to tell the Japanese sorry. But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorry. Never seen his pops cause he's sorry. Fuck the education. Would ask for reparations. But I'm probably just gon' go and buy Ferraris vroom. Please forgive him. According to the preacher man he needs Jesus in him. But the Devil run the T. V. so the demons in him. I'm in trouble. Did a deal with the Devil but now I'm pleading with him. Like give me my soul. [Bridge]. My nigga. I ain't ever letting you go again. I ain't ever letting go. I ain't ever letting you go again. Please give me my soul. I ain't ever letting go. I ain't ever letting you go again. Please give me my soul. I ain't ever letting go. But the Devil don't play fair. [Refrain]. I'm bout to go and join the Illuminati. Fuck everybody. I'm bout to go and join the Illuminati. Fuck everybody. I'm bout to go and join the Illuminati. Fuck everybody. I'm bout to go and join the Illuminati. [Verse 3]. This next three bars is dedicated to the retards. Keep on asking me about the Illuminati. Is you stupid nigga. Young Black millionaire. Old White billionaires. I'm sure that they could do without me. And I ain't really into sacrificing human bodies. Couple more A's I would have been a summa cuma laude. Beyonce told me that she want to cop a blue Bugatti. That shit is more than what I'm worth. I think she knew it probably. Well this is awkward. Want to know what else is really awkward. When niggas buy rings for bitches I had flings with. I'm praying I don't see them at the Oscars. [Interlude]. My nigga. I ain't ever letting you go again. I ain't ever letting go. I ain't ever letting you go again. Please give me my soul. I ain't ever letting go. I ain't ever letting you go again. Please give me my soul. I ain't ever letting go. But the Devil don't play fair. Re-adjusted my target audience. Cause it's obvious. I've gone astray. Losing my way like Timberlake. Produced by Timbaland on that goddamn FutureSex LoveSounds. What's playing in my mind. Just the sound of my whole career. Crashing burning. The thing that I mostly fear. Was on track for the first two years. Until I let the Devil steer. Now what have we here. Mask my tears but I. [Bridge]. [Outro]. Allow me to re-introduce myself. My name is Cole. My nigga. Born sinner the opposite of a winner. Sometimes I brag like Hov