Boss Level

Yeah, this shit shound like video game music

Like the boss level, that's where we should take it

Boss level, boss level, boss level

Boss level, boss level, boss level

Boss level, boss level, boss level

Boss Level, boss level

Yeah, this that King Bowser flow

Creepin' up on that boss level

Tell me what that cost for you

Jewellry all made in China

Know one of them diamonds is all yellow

I be out in NY hittin' that Lala like I'm Carmelo

You know they try to lock the rappers

Don't fuck around let them dogs smell you

Used to ball like EA, now I'm on that 2k

Thirsty bitches like who they?

That Fly boy club baby hu-rray

And all my niggas get fooley droppin' shit to me, you could get souffle

Just kick back like Lui Kang, before a nigga pop at your toupee

And I don't ever fuck with a 2-face, you can leave that up to Bruce Wayne

Run this town and I run this block and I run this street

Give me 2 lanes, come alive at night, give me 2 fangs

Bands on tre and a few chains

And I'm sorry girl, I done had a few drinks

Man I couldn't tell you who came

See I used to wanna stop on Apollo and now I run the fucking Apollo

I don't even need that joint up in Harlem

Talking bout space shuttles up in the Cosmos

Where we at, someone better call a tarot

Boss level, boss level, boss level

Boss level, boss level, boss level

(Creepin up on that boss level)

Boss level, boss level

(Creepin up on that boss level)

Came too far to turn around now

Got more checks and I got more numbers

Got more bread than I got more wonder

Bra's in my hand but them chicks like somethin'

That are high maintenance like top floor plumbers

And I keep mad rubbers, Amex card, yeah I keep that from her

Cause all in all they know I ball and so they call just to see that jumper

One night stay at the United center

Then I gotta stop at the bank

Cause I turn the mall into Madison square

This flow right here don't see no breaks

Running back throwed cause I'm in that flows

In at the shows fucking mad hoes

She gimme that pussy like American hoes

I shoot for the moon like witches on brooms

Niggas just wonder when Vizzy gon' vroom

I'm turning the key now niggas stay tuned

Why is you gassed, you niggas is fumes

Look at your ass, niggas is doomed

CD is trash now pick up a broom

I'm up in a room with bitches on shroom's

LA mornings and Vegas nights, Toga parties and pagan lights

All I know is this ain't just flight, but she said drink it'll change ya life

Now I'mmm, wonderin' where we are

Tell em

Boss level, boss level, boss level

Boss level, boss level, boss level

(Creepin up on that boss level)

Boss level, boss level

(Creepin up on that boss level)