I'm bouta' implode
You should've been told I'm outta control, I'm finna go in
Been getting so cold but nobody fold, I'm finna go spin
Yeah I know, you ain't gon' pull up to the show

Bitch I'm still here, still could smell the drive you tried to kill here
Bitch I'm still alive and feeling thrilled dear, climbing to the surface
Laughing at my purpose, you'd go harder in the circus
Never had the time to talk, always had the time to learn
Never had the time to stop cause every second's money earned
If I had the time to drop I swear I'd make the city burn
Even Haiti's earthquake couldn't shake a nigga, E be firm

I'm bouta' implode
You should've been told I'm outta control, I'm finna go in
Been getting so cold but nobody fold, I'm finna go spin
Yeah I know, you ain't gon' pull up to the show

We take skills here, we don't give a shit about your grills here
Every time I spit you feel the chills here, you ain't ever hear this sound
Everybody tryna break the circle cause we get around
Don't you fucking text me bitch, you ain't wanna rock with this
Wait until I pop then they gon' realize who they fucking with
Everybody talks until it's time for them to show up
You the type to only like the craft after it blow up

I'm bouta' implode
You should've been told I'm outta control, I'm finna go in
Been getting so cold but nobody fold, I'm finna go spin
Yeah I know, you ain't gon' pull up to the show