Live From The Villa

Yeah, yeah

Never throwin' in the towel, I just use it to wipe the sweat off

And get back in the ring and knock your head off, I'm well off

But I redistribute like a socialist

You get a house, you get a car, I'm on some Oprah shit

And could you focus if your parents goin' through it?

And you tryna make a hit to save 'em in the other room

It's pressure that's gon' either make you pop or make you pop

My mama cried a lot, I made it stop, we on a yacht

She always gives me game, gives me gems I don't question

Like give without remembering, receive without forgetting

Disarm 'em with your charm, use your kindness as a weapon

Everyone you meet, be a blessing, not a lesson

Okay, I got you

So many women that my new girl is old news

'Cause I need more than eye candy, I need soul food

Until then, I'm just slangin' it

I got your women upside down doin' stranger things

I see a lot of skeptics, lot of doubters, but I'm smart

I know that y'all are really just dreamers with broken hearts

Feelin' inadequate, that's why you doin' so much talkin'

'Cause the path that I been blazin', you're incapable of walkin'

Y'all be goin' nowhere fast, here's some advice you should heed

Directions way more important than speed

This is Singapore suites, Jerry Springer war freaks

In the meeting with Epic, I sat in Sickamore's seat

That was 2016, though, now I need Rob Stringer's job

CEO of the whole shit, I'm on some boss shit

Every office I walk in knows this, it's unspoken, yeah

Artists are martyrs, you want us to feel the pain

So that we can make a song that make y'all say that you relate

At the cost of our mental health, though, that's a sacrifice

Money doesn't change you, it just magnifies

If you have a vice, it's just maximized

I'm either gettin' pussy or makin' hits, the only shit that cures my appetite

But I get hungry often, I got my twenties poppin'

Smokin' Moroccan hash, makin' a lot of cash

While all these dummies comment

'Bout how they'd do it if they were in my position

But you're not, you're mediocre, and you lack the ambition

Plus you lack the persistence, not to mention the intrinsic

Motivation that it takes to even chase after a vision

That only you can see, that only you believe

So watch your tone, you're not even you enough to fuck with me

Don't come for me, it's Russ, bitch

Anybody real always fucks with me, it's up, bitch

I ain't goin' nowhere, y'all are stuck with me

Livin' the dream was worth the chase

Just bought my mom a Rolex and it's got the purple face

That's her favorite color, this been her favorite summer

No girls compare, that's why I still don't got a baby mother

Yeah

Ride with me, ride with me

I let you know if I even, I believe

Do anything but lie to me, lie to me

I wanna feel you fly with me, fly with me