Its so chill, call it Xanada
Rock star shit ain't got a band with us
On my own shit, everybody else branded up
Don't di Xans, but I feel like I'm in Xanada
Toronto for the day, Toronto for the day
Got the border feeling like Heaven's Gates
Kicking bitches out like I'm Kevin Gates
Fam this, fam that but we still dont relate
I met this one girl she was japanese
I said konichiwa she said nigga please
Skirt short as a cheerlead, she cheered for my team
When I made her come true, so did her dreams
Got no regrets, smoke l likes its a cigarette
How am I the GOAT and still a Vet?
Rewind it back, something stupid niggas wouldn't get
High-strung like a fret, butterfly with the net
All my blunts be real fat, bud is green as a map
Always got the loudest pack, bringing real rappers back
Always stick with the facts, liars lie and niggas nap
Me and money overlap, succes I'm prepared for that
I'm the truth, they dont wanna believe me
Definitely high like 4k tv
Or is it high definition? shits too loud i can't listen
Smoke in my face but they can still see the vision
Support? I got none, I'm that forgotten god's son
I feel nothing I've gone numb, fucks I think I lost some
Half the world has gone dumb, over stupid songs sung
So I'll shit on your artistry, your egos never bothered me
If i put a hand out, (its out of respect now)
Not asking for a handout (but I'm coming for your neck now)
Sorta like your choker (you're a bitch, where's your owner?)
Niggas swear that they Gothic (while chilling at hot topic)
You say your name is old school (we did it first man)
What you did, i did in '02 (put your career in a hearse man)
New you is just my old moves (Maijin Buu to your kid goku)
I'm a demon follow no rules (Quit playin 'fore i smoke you)
