I hopped off the plane, see fans at arrivals
They want me to sign the CDs and the vinyls
So I grab me a Sharpie
You know what they say about meetin' your idols
I been sayin’ I'm the king of this shit for twenty years
Nobody wanna beef for the title (Nah)
I'm a lord of the mic, wanna go against me?
Then you better start readin’ your Bible (Boom, boom, boom)
Better start readin' your Psalms
I be throwin' them punches till
I get weak in the arms (Greaze)
I was in the trap, no heating
Them times, I had to sleep in my garms
You talk shit, but I ain't watchin' it
I know I'm gonna catch an opp one day, I'm an optimist
Talk about beef, had lots of it
And I'm still on the strip
Who you know had a run like this, and still top of the list?
At this point, I’m takin’ the piss
Take a pic 'cause it don’t get no better
Me, I got drip for all kinds of weather
The shirt is Mains, the jeans Margiela
Thirty-five bags for a one umbrella
And I ain't a fortune teller
But I know I'm definitely gonna make more cheddar

I'm on the block with a bag full of shots
Drop top to the spot like, "Hand me the guap"
I’m gettin' dosh every time that I drop
And a man's gonna cop when I re-up, stop (Let me get—)
They're like, "Nov, ah damn, it's a bop"
Every time that you drop, keep goin' non-stop
Thousand units sounds like a lot
But it's not when you get it gone, that's a big chop
I'm the hardest out, everybody knows that
But the blogs don't say it 'cah Nov don't pay 'em
Don't piss me off or I'll go Saiyan
But really, though, what's man sayin'?
There's no one in my generation
That can chat to me 'bout my occupation
These guys are wack
And you ain't a king if you self-ordained it
Know yourself and don't get it twisted
Big Novelist come like the wizz kid
New school, old school like The Whispers
If you don't like me, keep your distance
I'm a unique case
'Cause I got the gyal dem
roadside, and I've got the hipsters
Nothin' like these bred-in-the-industry youts
That love want comment on pictures

It's cold outside, you're gonna have to decide
Are you gonna shoot or drive?
If you get nervous and you don't wanna ride
Then I guess you'll be stayin' inside
It's cold outside, you're gonna have to decide
Are you gonna seek or hide?
Or like Trey, get out the ride
When it's time to slide, don't lack on the roadside (Yeah)
It's cold outside, you gotta be a man now
Learn the art of war, make a plan now
Never watch the guy that's shoutin' loud
Keep your eyes on all the guys in the background
It's cold outside
And if you don't know that, then get to know that now
Time that you have your own back now
And if you got heart, then show that now

Yeah
(Greaze)