Lyrics

Flame is high, stem is lit Shoot me in the sky & the ground I won'thit Rightnow I'm ata stupid high altitude And the waythis world is I'm forced to keep a stupid fly attitude Now Rantz on it Now Rantz on it Day one, this sicko mode Rantz on it, this shit is dope Rantz on it and this shit fresh out of the box I should make a song for each one of my locs Activist, and I ain't talking the boondocks Merch on the way like a nigga stock Like an iceberg, this shit is cold When I was made they broke the mold The world in my hands so I can't hold Signed my own soul, now you know a nigga can't be sold Now these bitches mad and no I can't fold A new season, new episode All too much too soon, that's just how it go T-B-T, old soul Wanna be a baller, shot caller 20 inch blades on the Impala Call her, getting laid tonight Swisha rolled, swisha rolled, swisha rolled, swisha rolled I'm too confined in my thoughts, Bronson Gotta get this paper, on my Dwayne Johnson More flames, more flames, charismatic arson Cloak red, blood green like I'm spawning What's the move? Set the GPS Navigating, I digress Another lane, I express Looking for the freeway to success Nights are always humid Heard the other day a house got intruded People do the dumbest shit to face the music Hail Mary, I'm reciting like an urban catholic Rantz on it Mr bombastic, and no I'm not a bastard Wanna be a baller, shot caller 20 inch blades on the Impala Call her, getting laid tonight Swisha rolled, swisha rolled, swisha rolled, swisha rolled This day one, I feel alive Tape free, so I know you fucking with the vibe If you plan on quoting me, please take ya time The greatest show on earth, Rantz on it Watch me punch the sky Seven nights, seven days Joy and pain, I'm not Maze I'm not lost, but kinda led astray Can't memorize the script so no I don't play Macaulay Culkin, master to a page Came over time, getting better with age Ain't life great, I'm talking real estate Convo over steak, I can put you in ya place Got that chip in ya hand Downward face, you saying grace On another level reaching higher accolades Numbers on the boards, royalties we calculate Tying up the loose ends after I amputate Flowers nodding in the wind Suffocate, suffocate This day one, I feel alive Tape free, so I know you fucking with the vibe If you plan on quoting me, please take ya time The greatest show on earth, Rantz on it Watch me punch the sky Seven nights, seven days Joy and pain, I'm not Maze Got a few views now I'm trying to make them raise Hype myself up, solo dolo, time to rage Yeah what's up? What's the wage? That's a bet, that's a date Like a dinner followed by a matinee, a matinee Life's a journey, oh no wait, car broke down Let's replace the mindset that I have Cause I'm an asshole every fucking day