I Got Extra

[Verse 1] Extra, I got extra So loyal, I got jesters Attitude so Zen Wanna see me boil, I got testers I got doubters, I got guessers Who wonder how I see They assumin' my position's made An ass outta who they be See, I got news, I got jewels Still missin' from my wrist While they missin' what they lyin' about I strive cause my style so rich Could make them hits I got talent Pen and paper, then imagine While the comforts overlappin' I'm here tracin' different patterns Young erratic, new maniac, no Brainiac Just state the facts If it all goes well then check the stats All falls down then get it back So head of y'all, ain't gotta ball Just wanna smoke and drink is all So fucked up, can't blink at all New hooptie fit all of y'all That's rude, Fred that dude Get that clue, or just move Like, the hoes know the shit's so true But, some got it misconstrued Got 'em like ooh, you so blue I mean cool, I mean nice Got 'em all thinkin' they know me But I know the thoughts ain't right Say goodnight to them rumors And them cheaters, drawn as tudors This that era Where we provin' what we sayin', what we doin' Never losin', just here coolin' That's right, chillin' is me winnin' With the mindset of a pharaoh And an attitude for killin' I'm just kiddin', fuck, I killed 'em Think now, how could they feel him If the light on me too bright And ain't no room left in the buildin' Save the children, my God Right before I lose myself Cause I got extra, I could bet ya Ain't to sure, though, about my health So don't touch me or my cheese Put some muzzles to my dreams Don't you call my phone you text me And you bless me when I sneeze Fred is king, so respect it Violators get beheaded So if any thoughts arise to overthrow me Best forget it I got extra