High Definition

I'm just saying I mean, you can take a picture it'll last longer

Cause I'm in high definition right in front of your face

How to keep it 100, I wrote the book

So even if I'm rolling by myself, I know I'm good

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition

My swag is high def, my aura high tech

My charisma on fresh, my paint is on wet

Man I feel like I gotta confess, I ain't caring 'bout shit

All I see is broke bitches, all I really say is "Bleh"

They think that I'm suicidal cause I keep it fresh to death

Plus it really don't help that I got cuts up on my neck

Little hot spitter young but I'm a vet

Yeah, I've been killin' them when I rap

Never did a motherfucking thing, I get this hot in the game

Fuck, bitch I'm next

Let me run up in the middle of the club like "WHAT"

Haters stare at this

And if they hate then let them hate man, I don't care a bit

Cause all you broke bitches suck and you don't pay my rent

So long as you ain't a fan, I'm a act so arrogant

Cause boy it's evident they hating 'cause of my glaring wrist, the where I've been, and the bread I get

Like Ozzy, I've been sharing it

Ain't another chick wearing this, so cherish it

Bitches get mad when they don't even compare to this

Boy, I got hellacious swag and I'm wearing it

How to keep it 100, I wrote the book

So even if I'm rolling by myself, I know I'm good

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition

Im out here hurtin' feelings and I'm bringing back what's real again

Most likely on the Zelian, and I'm on couple pills in this

An' what you take to chill and shit, I'm bout to get belligerent

Cause fuck the blue and red, I took both, and oh my god I'm feeling it

And the DJ said I'm in the building and I'm killin' it

I will offend you silly bitches sittin' in the background, hatin' staring an'

Oh bitch, you said you hearing shit 'bout me, well come here let me clear it then

I've been kickin' it with killas and you fuck with me you get killed for it

My chopper goin' rrr-appa, a la madre, motherfucker

Who am I? No, who are you? cause oh my god bitch, I'm your mama

And you know about to bring that drama, that Gangsta Grillz shit

It's run up or shut up and it's 'bout to get real bitch

Someone hit the kill switch, you'll trip or we'll trip

I'm in high definition, so real that you feel it

Call me [?] up in the hood cause all of it feel me

And you bitches keep staring cause I'm real as real get

How to keep it 100, I wrote the book

So even if I'm rolling by myself, I know I'm good

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

Haters all staring, feel free to take a look

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition

I'm in high definition, I'm in high definition