Kilo

[Intro] You know what? I can, I can write something that Can make someone that hates me the most Have to really respect or love the song [Verse 1] I got it they want it we keep it one hundred You know that it's real These niggas be hating but they only hate cause they don't know how it feel To be living like me no I ain't no gangster but I keep it so G Everybody know me cause when you spit that crack by the kilo it's hard to keep-keep it low key I'm coming with classics that shit that's forever that shit that be timeless Type of shit that when you show your friends they wondering where the fuck did you find this And this ain't even me at my finest I'm the king boy address me as your highness Got your girl all on my zipper, that's thanks to my flyness [Hook : Kanye West & C Dot Castro] You can't buy this (That's thanks to my flyness) Superfly-ness (thanks to my flyness) You can't buy this (That's thanks to my flyness) I got a right to be a lil bit snobbish [Verse 2] Okay, this the life that I live Action packed so I'm stunting boy Never fronting boy Music over all, this extra shit don't mean nothing boy Still I'm fly as fuck just for no reason High as fuck, nose bleeding Make a change all year long so you can catch me up in that four seasons Like blow, uh, check my temp Where's it at? Below freezin' Broke as hell my whole life Never broke down, just worked broke 'till I broke even While they never been broken I stack so much cash think I need a broker On a PJ, in my PJs, next to the pilot, thanks to my flyness [Hook : Kanye West & C Dot Castro] [Verse 3] Rattpack yeah I'd die for that Cut the gat back and do a crime for that We are too real, I need two mil, anything less I won't sign for that (Nope) And these days everybody tryna rap And they be sounding all kind of whack Asking me to get on their track boy ain't nobody got time for that We get no sleep, insomniac In the lab is where you'll find me at Bitches hit my phone and when they don't be on They think something wrong, hypochondriac Cause when it come to them females, they get attached like e-mails And everytime they see C, they be asking for details But fuck that I keep moving forward The perks and the fame, it's hard to ignore it But if you see what I used to do before it You could take my life and make a movie for it We had to learn to love all the simple things So we'd appreciate all the finer ones Went from no hoes to sold out shows Off brand clothes to designer ones From the streets to hotel suites I was just a youngin' running from the police Now the fans runnin' for the front row seats Haters looking at me funny cause I just won't cease Now everywhere I go they pay me compliments Put in work, now I'm living with the consequence So when I say that I'm the best that ain't over confidence Motherfucker that's common sense and that's real [Hook : Kanye West & C Dot Castro]