My cup runneth over

Jonny walker on crushed ice

No Christmas but a wonderful life

Most y'all rap niggaz cuffies

Shit for brains

I just remain the shit, no toilet

All magnificent you can't spoil it

Nor fight it dope, but I never got to light it

All I do is write it, poet laureate

A purple label, Ralph Lauren

Always feel good on a cut like Neosporin

Shooting star headed for the Moon like Warren

Came along way from begging mom for them Jordan's

Dudes boring, is hard on the beat

I bleed on the page

Been ill since playing streets of rage

Damn, there's been a minute

I'm still handling them been a spitter with lyrical finesse

Pray I sell 6 digits

I can sleep well knowing that I got my spirit and my soul

Damnit, I'm oh so cold

Stepped off the throne just to step on a peonce

Cracked ribs spilled extra sauce like Leons

What the fuck he on

I'm a star

Naledge born I illuminate neon

Y'all crab rappers throw stones like Egon

I'm trying to touch the sky

Y'all play the corner like Deion

I speak reach sorta like I had 3 arms

Lights, camera, action, nigga we on

What the fuck you see-on

The phoenix rising, exactly what the rap critics fantasizing

You ain't realizing

You ever listen to the future toast to the present

Pour some liquor out for Brappy then I keep it stepping

Brushing my fade wit money on my mind

Looking in the mirror and envision a one of a kind

I'm Mr. opulent vocal tone is perfection

No rec league, Naledge do it for profession

Look in my rhyme, look in the eyes of me, I'm laughing

I know I'm what you're trying to be

What more to say w/o rap

Will I still be straight

I tell 'em I can never be straight

Till my people ban together like they signed with Diddy running for cheesecake

Or soundscan[?] held back from my release date

Label stress had me drinking till I couldn't see straight

Latin Dan told me to hold it tight like a knee brace

I'm so hip hop, put your trust in me

You ain't know that's why I just fucks with me