Wire taps y'all some grown liars. I'm Julius with Cleo betting on my empire. I'm busy in the jet like a Spitfire. Grandiose in the house looking like Granada. I'm pops to your daughter's daughter. Want my head like Pompeii the Roman rider. I write you off like a speed infraction. I'm through with all the talking. Your misery got bad company. Fuck all y'all been. It's Lk symbolic. All the shit I embody. You might get shot but Johnny's driving nice cars. Tryna park it don't you holla if it ain't my Gualla. Growing up where I'm from iphone to get you towed on. Located in bankroll my niggas weight the dome. The shit I've waited for ever since Brenda Song. Told you that I'd make-make it home motherfuckers. This ain't no ball game mad ruckus. More like the Rucker more like Christchurch mother. Teresa cash credit and visas. Not the car but the passport feature. Need the passport if you're riding with the asshole. Tell her no bags we shopping on tour freak. We make a nice cold week and if you ass caught creeping. I'm balanced on the poppers. if I stop won't tell who dropping. I'm topic of discussion when it's who young with the money. I'm here motherfuckers. I hear my name from the bleachers. But I'm too busy reaching. Looking up to deceased kings. Long live the last king Martin had a dream. And it's me. Busy in the jet like a spitfire. Julius built my empire. Y'all some grown liars. Busy in the jet like a spitfire. Julius built my empire. Y'all some grown liars. Y'all some grown liars