| God damn, my life is so glamorous |
| Surrounded by money and cameras |
| The Hollywood life, it do damages |
| Cut you deep down with no bandages |
| God damn, my life is so glamorous |
| The Hollywood life, it do damages |
| But nobodies painting this picture, cause we on devices and threw out the |
| canvases |
| Police wanna take my life |
| Emcee wanna take my spot |
| But they don’t give a damn what I got |
| Might get got, but then again not |
| I drop beats on the MP for the MD |
| Beat 'em to death like No I. D |
| Streets full of envy, wanna kill me |
| 'Cause I made a lot of money and I’m still me |
| Now the dollar bill don’t thrill me |
| Know somebody feel me |
| Not Logic, but the real me |
| Under the surface, I’m rhymin' with purpose |
| I know I ain’t perfect, I’m Kirk and you irking me |
| All these go-getters ain’t what they assert to be |
| I am the universe, you Captain Kirk to me |
| Nothing but regurgitated, far from innovative |
| I made it, I’m hated, I’m feelin' elated |
| Man, fuck who the greatest |
| Soon as I drop it, they play it |
| Ain’t stacking no cheese, I serrate it |
| All of yo shit is outdated |
| Bring me the beef, I’ll fillet it |
| Deon, bring me the beat, I’ll replay it |
| Bobby, you know he gon' slay it |
| Just me and the homie from Fayette |
| Fuck my Rolex, fuck my Rolodex |
| We live in the Matrix, we live in a holiday |
| Watch how you talk to people |
| Everything you do effect |
| Treat People with luxury, people with kindness |
| Treat ‘em with respect |
| Innovate, innovate |
| Set to kill and disintegrate |
| Ready set, coming for your neck |
| Ace in the deck |
| Noose round your neck |
| In effect, coming to collect |
| Like a payphone, better pray for ‘em |
| Keep it A1 for my day ones |
| People hating on the internet, but I stay on |