Strangers (feat. A$AP Rocky and Run The Jewels)

Yeah, while y'all was sufferin' from future shock Hurtin' and hatin', waitin' for that other shoe to drop I was relocatin' this whole operation to the top For you to copy and paste, in case you forgot I'm super hot and beyond your range It's kind of strange how the change in climate ain't because of climate change I acquired this affinity for finer things Like big folds, Range, and Rolls from gold chains And danger's when niggas get high, then die fameless Slugs spark loud in the chamber and fly aimless I was too wise to the game to try candy from strangers And speak anything, but my language Oud from the Indian trees is my fragrance Food, I consider these thieves that's not gangsters So many fuck boys actin' like they tough guys I'ma call your bluff, guys, let me see you uprise Bark, bark, bark Tough guy, ah? You can tell me, you can tell me what? I keep the four-five close, get your lo-fi smoke Like the Wi-Fi broke, forget the wise guy jokes Got mob ties, bro, financial status and I'm ho tied Get ya from India, smoke on both sides though Oh my, now reach into your pockets, pay homage Pay me hundreds or pay me no mind, bro And my screen don't work, got an iPhone 4 Like, the Wi-Fi broke, it's still a smartphone though Okay, like, que paso, maricón, cabrón 'Kay, tough guy, don't take me for no fungi See you with my third eye, peep you just with one eye closed Um, one time when I was duckin' from the one time This one time, weapon on my left side, I'm gun shy Swimmin' in my new Benz, doors open up like two fins New whips on Dr. Seuss', one fish, two fish, red whip, blue whip This motherfucker does not give a fuck about you He is in his mansion, playing his Xbox (you never listen, you never listen) And look at you, look at where you are (no one ever says anything worth listenin' to) Ayy, yeah Straight out the flames of this city of mine Since double planes hit the rises, pain of rap been on rise With cyclops eye strays, stay shatterin' lives Out where the poltergeists of history haunt the alive Monster of art, don't start You little drop, die dark, put you in long-term park Hardly a mark, play your spiderweb like a harp Sharp with a bodega cat claw, slash at a rat's heart Relax, let it happen, it's automatic, I'm tapped in Scrap like I'm facin' the mouth of a starved kraken Facts, man, I actually made the cash they imagined The kid who never compromised, out-racked you bastards Slid into the vacuum they left, stabbin' at random Abracadabra, got these maggots trackin' the magic It's vapid how you speak, not deep, you lackin' the fathoms While tough guy dreamin' of smashin' thots, I smash atoms Are you serious with this? Is this, is this, this is what it's come to? We're gonna have to walk around outside like we're fuckin' gangsters? (Ayy) I am, and it is (yeah, yeah) The bar killer, I stole a Demon from Dodge dealer (yeah) A godbody with temperament of a Godzilla (yeah, yeah) And you ain't shit, you fucker, barely a fart, fella (yeah, yeah, yeah) A dictator with hard heart, I starve niggas (woo) I'm out with Lenin and writin' in red ink again (ooh) And I'm on linen with women pleasurin' pink again (ooh) Edge of destruction, the world seems on the brink again (ooh) You think you got me? Ayy, papi, you better think again (damn) I'll leave you shot in the seat that they sat Lincoln in (damn) I'll pop you with the same pistol they popped Reagan with (damn) I'm audacious, so fuck with me on a cash basis (yeah) I'm outrageous, slap faces to tongue tasters (yeah, yeah) I rock stages, rappin' raw for all races (yeah) No patience for racists, send 'em to damn Satan (yeah, yeah) Cold rages, I stay in God's divine graces (yeah, yeah) And all my chains on when I rap, bitch, I'm Ghostfacin' (woo)