Rap I’m fly like pigeons In the sky like religion Any length. Any distance I can make up the difference I can make up the difference I can make my decisions Do say what it is Don’t say what it isn’t I can make up the visions Try to create premonitions Fake indecision’s Lead to Hate and division Drowning in Disorano I jumped into the lake. Go swimming. This ain’t a resting bitch face. It’s just what it looks like when a face won’t listen I’ve got an Ace in the hole. And a royal flush at my place where I’m living I want a mansion with front gate closed livin I wanna earn my place. And Replace those limits Ammmmmaaazing grace I do it with grace. No William. You can see it in my face. Imma kill em Runin the rat race… treadmillion Get Billions.