That Special Something

[Intro] Check, check... [Verse 1] It's like he's missing I guess that he's just up to something Caesar's back Yeah, we're lucky like a baker's dozen I'm in the lab cooking slabs of that special something And I'mma stay there until all of my niggas stunting These niggas think they got me rushing but they really don't I keep the heat to myself like a winter coat And when I drop it, I'll quickly become the trending topic Hard act to follow, hard to swallow that you'll never top it What up Metropolis Right now I think I'll chill in Gotham You tryna step to me? I don't think that you want this problem I miss my Mom's pearls looking like a margin boo Kamehameha—send you back to Timbuktu Nigga who is you? Who is this talking like arrogant like he's the shit I'm just tryna get rich and get you hooked like a fish On every single line, singing in your bedroom Bumping missing dinner time Addicted to each rhyme, even when I get poetic Everyday I got somebody asking where I'm heading To some place that's more selective than Heaven's gates It's on your face You can see that you're being replaced By the young stud, demeanor like he's Anakin Fallen golden child, crying over angel wings I got the drive, got the engine and everything You're living lies and I could be your medicine Because the truth heals anything and everything God's above, sometimes that feels unsettling [Interlude] Yeah, check... [Verse 2] I tell you heaven was real None of my niggas got in Visit the devil whenever I wanna see all my friends I'm in the deep end tweaking Will I survive? It depends Selling secrets on the D.L I wanna cop me a Benz When I get money for you I will not spare an expense I asked her if she likes the view But she's been blind since like ten This bitch that we call life She says she wants to be friends I started lifting the knife She said she'll see me again Now I'm dipping to a different city Where the crooks are in the streets And the view ain't as pretty I'm hella petty but I'd rather be nothing Than part of something where we don't connect I hope that you respect A guy that'd break up with life for just a minute No suicidal thoughts, just lifeless inhibitions I know that it's my fault that I've been fucking up the vision But who are we kidding? As a kid the money was my mission and nothing's different I'm just much more efficient Unjust perception of what I've gained from every lesson I just hope you get perspective from this nigga with a message And then you text him