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Yo, I'm high off life again Mickey linkin' up with Mike again, we live again Lookin' at retirement Invest in companies to make my money back and keep five percent Designer trends on my skin He's flyer than celebs all over the web like he's Spiderman Must be drinkin' beer think of street-fightin' him Number one: don't put Ryu behind the 'ken [NOA?] study stages of Hov While datin' supermodels in the pages of Vogue Eatin' pizza in Italy when I made it to Rome Seperate phones overseas, yeah I made it to roam My wife sage in her home, read the baby a poem I can't wait till he grown cause I'm pavin' the road The bad guy, the black rap Razor Ramon Gloves is off, can't be touched, I'm basically rogue Wait, I suppose every visual is tough The ceiling lookin' nuts cause the living room is plush Yeah, I need stock with a million and a tuck Headin' to Baltimore, buyin' buildings for a buck But I gotta maintain it, vacation Down in Jamaica spray-painting Then we wave racing Artists askin' me how's the game changin' Radio stations don't play us, we play stations Independent playlists, takin' payments Shout my cousin face upstate, he made arraignment Told me if I got any problems he'll drop anything That's not a punchline, he'll drop anything Fuck it, we still rap widows at events My cous' show up, black limo with the tents Throw your man out the crack window near the fence Week later with the hawkeye, throw your black widow off a cliff I ain't a accidental I'm the shit King of New York, ballin' Sacramento and the Nicks Ain't nobody out that can fuck with it Yeah the Tesla truck look ugly till you pull up in it And D.C. took your hoe in a flash Cause you cop quicksilver, who told you to brag ? I been learnin' 'bout taxes and holdin' my cash Told my wife I don't ever wanna go on my stash You know I'mma spaz [?] in my glass Three movies last year, I can show you my SAG If a prize on your life, then your toe get a tag Fuck Lizzo, I'm at the Laker game, showing my ass Nigga, mentorin', cats learn my life I ain't showing up if they don't confirm my wife Keep [?] on the wall, yeah that turned out nice I get free Y3s cause I earned my stripes I ain't been workin' out as much, I guess I'm slackin' But I make it up with my work, I'm never lackin' Stubby stomach getting away to Biz So I'm moving down to Atlanta, I guess I'll listen to some Jadakiss Pops told me "Go and get a dollar Save your money, don't blow it on your collar" That's why I never had a chain, too busy going in Prada Well I guess I did blow it on my collar He told me people that rock jewelry don't own it cause they flyer They own it cause they wiser Still flip hoses like Inception Dream house, sold it to a buyer And I still rep the X like a soldier in Wakanda So think twice about flowin' with T'Challa Just copped me a Benz like Monona, I'm a rider Of course I had to rhyme again Shout to my nigga Mike, high life again