作词 : Avery Jones

作曲 : Patrick Baril

Thank you

God bless you

Yeah

Beautiful

I'm 'bout to have some fun with it

Thank you very much

If you enjoyed yourselves tonight

You have been listening to Statik Selektah

Yeah, I'm 'bout to have some fun

I'm 'bout to enjoy myself reql quick, hol' up

The rap Banksy, I don't care how you paint me

It took a lot of negative energy to create me

Still, I flip it to a positive quick

They be calling me the snare how I'm following kicks

I'm on a island, the sun is shining

My shorty fire in a bonnet, we kinda toxic

I tell her futurе for the profit, I'm in my pocket

A lot of peoplе finna knock it, I be like, "Stop it"

You know this **** is the real deal

Comin' for you n*ggas like Kill Bill

Made it out the gutter doing numbers and still real

She curved me in '07 but you know I'ma still kill

Young brown boys, how we came up from lil' bills

If I spend a hundred K, you know that I'm makin' it back

If I say that **** off the Henny, I ain't takin' it back

If I'm plantin' seeds, then you know that I'm makin' it grow

If the beat is open, then you know that I'm lacin' the track

Ayy, I could do this sh*t all day

Niggas throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)

But we still win (Yeah), and you haters gon' hate (Yeah, yeah)

Hey, hey, hey

Dead poets, society on a replay

My top drive, people say hi to me on the freeway

I'm with a local shorty out in Philly eatin' cheesestake

Summer in Berlin while my city in a heatwave

We out in Chile, she got me tickets for my b-day

Had to do a PJ because the flight was delayed

Hit it on the balcony, I don't know how to behave

Young and havin' fun with the luxury, told her, "F**k with me"

Lower east side, the fashion is extra buttery

Keep it innovative, these other people is wanna-bes

So I think it's hella ironic when they come for me

Henry, you betrayed me, you was always like a son to me

Never sail my n*ggas down the river for the currency

Got the game shook 'cause I'm buzzin' like a bumblebee

Up and at it, gotta get to the cabbage

Hoppin' on a flight while ignorin' all my baggage

I'm strivin' for the excellence, allergic to the average

I look into the mirror and tell him that he's a savage like

Ayy, I could do this sh*t all day

Niggas throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face, yeah, yeah)

But we still win, and you haters gon' hate (Yeah, yeah)

Hey, hey, hey

I got time sellin' rhymes like dimes

On the grind like it's still '09, don't let the mail go by

I want the food so I'm using every tool

Dripping summer heat June to June

They know I'm comin' for the wind

'cause they notice I refuse to lose

Flyin' past haters even when I choose to cruise

Check the facts, late addition, I be news to you

Gettin' cast while I'm coolin' in a pool with Bruce

Got my own set of laws so them rules for you

Used to knockin' down doors, let me use the room

Never see me act a fool for views

Only thing I'm really postin' on the 'Gram is my muse and tunes, uh

I took the Henny straight, coach, let me play

I put him in the game, let him do this **** his way

I'm steady pitchin' out the love while I'm catchin' hate

Gotta put yourself in position so you can catch the break

Ayy, I could do this sh*t all day

Niggas throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)

But we still win, and you haters gon' hate

Hey, hey, hey

Ayy, I could do this sh*t all day

Niggas throwing shade, get up out of my face (My face)

But we still win, and you haters gon' hate (Listening)

Hey, hey, hey

If you have not enjoyed yourself tonight

You've been not listening