It's hard to find 
A new wrong to be making right 
Been honoring what I say 
It's been calm moving thru the night 


In my palm is a certain fate 
In the other a frickin light 
Any muthafucker 
That phase me 
Is getting in a fight 


That said I move calmly 
It's awfully serene 


We could sit talk 
No barking to me 


Higher rank than a monarch 
Imma king 
With a darker face than
A couple people ever seen 


And if I ever have some won't leave my sons 
If I said it I'm done don't need bad love 
Ain't I better now 
Some won't see that's them 
Bet I sweat it out son 
On me that's done 


I knew it's was gon take me a while 
In retrospect 
Ain't no way you getting out 
Except your best 


I been making friends 
Getting up my bands 
I been making plans
I been making stans


My brudda whip a Benz 
I wonder where he been 
I wonder where I go 
Know I can't see my end 


Ohh 


I try to keep it silent when I'm baking 
The fruits of all my labor in the making 
I'm tryna feed the fucking village baby 
Could you just be the one I call my lady 


I tried to pick the pocket of the country 
He turned and said man I ain't got it on me 
If you meet me you might just think I'm funny 
It's prolly just the pack you smelling from me