If I'm going overboard, that's cause I'm hitting missiles
I'm gently moving pawns (ponds) over like the river ripples
You said your block hot? *nigga giggles*
I walked through it lollygagging, prolly gagging, watch me laugh, no issue
I'm so essential to the game, they named this cat a pillar
Watch what I morph into, a fly nigga with mad chinchillas
The devil's in the details fact-twisting with the pastor
Finna make his bracket bigger with the cash you give up
Hol up, that's two conches like shells on the shore
You rather hear about the shells on the floor, you massa kisser
Your mob show guns to bang and bust
My squad Shoguns; we emperors
I got em running for their life, boosting stamina
Send rappers back to handing pamphlets while I'm lamping in Los cngeles
Shares and stocks from entrepeu-neurs
cyo, come enter the Porsche, I gave you L'z, I feel Santana the leg out the door

They ain't got the heart to get at me, they ain't got the bars to get at me, they ain't got the God to get at me
Heard it takes a village to raise a child
But I can build a whole city off a pile of dead prezzes
They ain't got the heart to get at me, they ain't got the bars to get at me, they ain't got the God to get at me
Heard it takes a village to raise a child
But I can build a whole city off a pile of dead prezzes

The red beam to your head ain't a target, but a pivot
Or a hub to see your body being parted from your spirit
Safe travels to the unknown, you think you above? Well that's because your soul got sparked and risen
Y'all hardly listen, I went from rap to carpet-lifting
Spoon-bending, craft so big, the guardians of the galaxy gave me parking tickets
Blessings write themselves on rocks, nicely carved and chiseled
Flashy chains on your neck, you're just a modern [beep]
Life's a [beep], I'm doing life like I'm harshly sentenced
You feel the wrath like you're in awe of Simmons
Bomb first like chapped lips, I mock you spitters
You only flipped that cray yola in kindergarten, nigga

They ain't got the heart to get at me, they ain't got the bars to get at me, they ain't got the God to get at me
Heard it takes a village to raise a child
But I can build a whole city off a pile of dead prezzes
They ain't got the heart to get at me, they ain't got the bars to get at me, they ain't got the God to get at me
Heard it takes a village to raise a child
But I can build a whole city off a pile of dead prezzes