Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the Ruler
Should've went to Harvard like Yara, could school ya
So mundane when I'm off the medulla
The fuck top five, my nigga, who's cooler?
Cryin' on the plane, young boy going through it
Dollars lose trace, got a thing in St Louis
I'm just tryna make a name in the music
I'm driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden)
Once upon a time I was the coolest
Valentine's Day just came, got her tulips
Now I'm on the PCH cruisin'
If you ain't with the tie dye, well, you better move it
They wonder how I do it, how I do it
You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I'm fluent
And it's fluid, ha, yeah, that's true shit
And I got more waves than a cruise ship
I wish I could give you this feeling (I got Calabasas going stupid)
This feeling, this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
This feeling, this feeling
Look, no gravity, wavy baby, the ICON
So happily spittin' verses long as a python
You can't understand the heights that my kite's on
Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol
This is like Fight Club for the written word
Spit a poem in reverse
You probably couldn't spit a verse
Yeah, you did it, but I did it first
If I'm looking for a copycat, I never gotta search
It's right here, man, I can make the pain disappear from your nightmares
Still inside the dreams when I cry tears
Light years away from the earth, said I'm flying the highest sphere
Criteria's too serious
I told you niggas, the flow is grown delirious
Flow pyramid, the space is water erosion
With no ocean, I swear your mind is a slow pokin'
I'm not jokin'
And if the hook wasn't comin' I'd be still going
I wish I could give you this feeling
This feeling, this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
This feeling, this feeling
Ooh, the Hills can't hold me
I sip slow, your window hit with rocks I'm throwing
I swear I'll ring your doorbell, girl, your mama knows me
But I'll probably just go walk home all alone and feel the pain
I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs
A young sophisticated one, only queens can see, it bleeds with ease
Into a nice evening, Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees
I need to see, need my wings, I needs to eat
I need completed pictures, memories
Is fading, aww babe, you know I'm crazy
In the time of summer haze
I know a lot of figures checking
'Cause they need the king
Know a lot of niggas testing
But believe in me
More weight than your every flow
When you sneeze, you geeze
So please believe you rolling with some G's, Louise
Like to let it all burn like ebonies
And give a speech on my Martin Luther
Lose a tooth inside the booth
And you know we only spittin' the truth
And the gold vision, you living proof
Ayy, what up?
