You got the cash, well I am about to come in and embezzle it I am on a whole 'nother level I put the bass up in your face You're feeling it treble You jokers corny like kettle My superflow is olympic that I need a medal Pop out the bushes like: Hello I reach for the top and never settle You say you rock, you a pebble I rock and roll, I'm heavy metal Where are you now? Where are you now? I'm whipping it Sitting back, Listening Where are you, where are you now? Dipping it, butterfly, butterfly Where are you now? Falcon, Falcon, fuck 'em There's cops on the road, fuck 'em There's cops on the road There's cops on the road, fuck 'em There's cops on the road, Falcon I'm on the move Cops on the road, douse 'em I got you all bouncing, Falcon I am not afraid to walk the lonely road I'm so curious of where we go, oh So who really cares, we won't be there When kingdom comes, it all falls down I hope wherever you are You can see all of the stars, constellations I'm impatient, you are Beautiful (beautiful) You should know (you should know) Wherever you go, I'ma follow Wherever you go, I'ma follow My heart is so hollow, I'm high as Apollo 17, having problems with all of them models Who rather bring bottles on bottles We gotta go skrt, hand on the throttle Oh only you, could hold me down What do you think that I'm doing when you're not around? I'm just at home by myself Or out with them girls, oh we both know that doesn't help me No, no I'm ready to go So much better than before Nigga said I wasn't dope But now my head is on the road Bounce (got me swerving on the road) Bounce (all them cops is on the road) (Bounce, Bounce) Bounce Looking at my life East Atlanta I'm an African American a variant to what my city's like The world's going to hell I just roll up the gas And pass it all around the circle for my day one homies Oh, you acting like you know me? Remember when I was so lowkey Chill in the club, with a doobie and a cutie Well I got a lil vibe, I know they gone judge me But that's a necessary evil, uh And I was gonna sin like people I'm living a lie, trying to do this right Go mama do your dance Leave my money in advance, the Louie V pants I'm never playing bout my bands Kick in your door, Doo doo doo With the tool in my hand Raury they don't understand We had to stick it to the man We 'bout to hit the road Leave the money where I can Let them hate on this event That's just a piece of the plan Breaking news There seems to be a high speed police chase at north bound on the Los Angeles 101 freeway There seems to be two cars trying to outrun police officers with falcon winged doors This is interesting, stay tuned Do you remember now? Syre (how does he kill you?) The boy who chased the sunset until it chased him The boy who had no fears until he faced them The boy whose words seem to never make sense (how did you die?) This is ninety