Lyrics:

(Verse)
Please don't pay them low mind
You little puppies did not bite
I'm been sittin' on some gold mines
I couldn't get em for a low price
I be lookin' for the gold ride
Tell the king I be lookin' for my slice
Hustle for the cake or the pie
If it have a break then I fly
I must be an angel in the skies
Lookin' like I fell out of the sky
Nigga, I be comin', betta hide
Need to get away from the spezlist
I must be the first best lyricist
I tell it as it is
I be clearin' out the West Smith as I deliver my words
Yes, I ain't even try it yet, I take a piss
Say it to the wrist(?)
And you know I do
Youz rappers is scratched up
Can old-school this
Lean and can fly my wings
Lean it and try to divide my sins
Into the bad and I look so bad
As I revive purpose, I just wanna tell the story as a weapon
Many many men will attempt to devour my throne
I empower my own
I'm just tryna be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne
If a rebel tellin' in a city young people
Wonder what the fuck's down
I won't even try to explain
The best way around is to sing my songs, ah
(Many many men)
(The best way around is to sing my songs, ah)
(Touchdown)
(The best way around is to sing my songs, ah)
(Fuck tha', wonder what the fuck)

(Verse)
Put you in the jungle, with the lions, tags and the bears
Handle it, wouldn't be fair
Many manage leavin' in despair
Prick are about, you gotta be wary
Where can you feel the energy in the air?
Many will listen but be not here
What do I have to do to be clear?
Tell stories around a campfire?
Reminisce bout the time that we made fire?
Bottles on bottles and the dubbie gettin' high
Space ace T's, I don't fuck with no designer
In the position that I'm the one that they admire
I am the realest, I help the music turn live
My first city boys call me Side
Huh, now this shit sounds like desire
Oh, boss kill like an African spit
When ya start flingy, you don't wanna be in
(? don't wanna see me flip back)
(Many many men will attempt to devour my throne)
(I empower my own)
(I'm just tryna be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne)
(If a rebel tellin' in a city young people)
(Wonder what the fuck's down)
(I won't even try to explain)
(The best way around is to sing my songs, ah)