Yeah It's big D.O.L.L.A., nigga You feel me? Yeah Uh, classic nigga born from solid people Internal fire beat the odds and equals In his eyes is peaceful You can feel the it factor and it's not deceitful Let you play that bullshit but he does not believe you Real principles he living by, working for the living God The balance on display, this nigga giving vibes And if he touch it then it's energized Calculated but could improvise Not incentivized, different in nature, nigga him for real He won't do it but y'all women will If he holler, that's an instant kill It ain't his words, but that ism real That's them attentive skills Polished, humble, modest, can rumble Demolish, stumbles, solid, muscle, brolic Uh-oh, he got it, money in pocket Drum roll, pop it, pop it, pop your shit, yeah Bruh, this is me, I'm who these niggas claim to be A ghetto superstar, mama bear was sowing seeds Molded me to reach this far where the money grow on trees Prayers up, Flo and knees, layered up Goals and steez, he drew it up This a breeze, the whole nine what I encompass Swaggy shit, toughness, not many that he fuck with Point blank, it ain't too many points to be deducted Any criticisms of him he see as constructive A rare breed, bow to the nigga who bred me I'm where the bread be, chose many niggas instead me I'm great as Gretzky, live in the crunch I'm just like a Nestle, don't test me Fuck around and find out Trust me, I'ma grind out Bless me with a man's will I'mma make it happen, I don't need an even playing field Oakland in my bones, disposition Danville The ghost of my dad passed, I should have went to Stansfield I'm wreakin' havoc