High Demand

Take it back to the basics
Taking intricate steps to make sure they can retrace it
Used to only see that green in my dream like the matrix
Say he wanted smoke, so I gave it to him and I laced it
Yeah
Buddy still talking, say he want some more
Texted back, say less
Hear some knocks up at his door
See some dread headed niggas, now he layin' on the floor
Now that boy 'sleep but you'll never ever him snore
Woah
I'm the mother fucking man
Fuck that shit you talking 'bout
I stay in high demand
Bring water to the sand
While you stay collecting cans
I put this left hook to his temple like he took a couple xans, man
I thank god this all in his design
Took a couple steps, then I blew up like a fucking mine
Audemars status, way a nigga ticking' with the time
And I'm feeling so sublime, every single fucking rhyme
And I do this every day, put the work in like a slave
Could give a fuck about the pay
I swear aiming for the top, preying each and every day
And if a nigga fucking with me I'm closing caskets today, aye
Need to pass me the Paton
Snakes in my designer, but this ain't no Saint Laurent
In the chocolate city, know the car but not man
Top boy like Jamie, bitch I move without a mask
12 inch digital, you know I do the dash
Did this shit myself, I never had the gut the ask
Let me be blunt, I'm stuntin' on they ass
Getting high off the thrill, catching bodies like I'm Ash
Don't got time for the clicking
Stay up off the line
Even my bitch could be snitchin'
Bad back, another lane to be switchin'
Choppa flow swear a nigga be glitchin'
Trigger finger itchin', aiming at the fucking competition
Woah
I'm the mother fucking man
Fuck that shit you talking 'bout
I stay in high demand
Bring water to the sand
While you stay collecting cans
I put this left hook to his temple like he took a couple xans, man
How you ball without a plan?
Bill Russell with the rings but this ain't no wedding band
May weather in the ring bitch catch me if you can
Fuck that shit you talking bad I stay in high demand
I'm the man