[Verse 1: All City Jimmy]
I wear a couple talismans for luck
She likes to hear 'em clickin every time we fuck
Music money slow, so my baby momma stressed
Thinkin' maybe it'd be best if I go work behind a desk (Nah)
My fangs drippin', I'm a big game hunter
Need a check long as an inmate's number
Big bang brother, I create realities
You can keep your salary, I'd rather have my clarity
Niggas lookin' on down me, the universe just smiles on me
Ancestors proud of me for never bein' cowardly
Burnin' the midnight oil, a spliff, and some calories
Fabricatin' a formula for a seven-figure lick
Back rubs from a dime, 15 cent fell out my pocket
[?] and the incense lit
I separate myself from the wave riders and the cheesy artists
And got in the dirt... look
[Chorus]
I've been beastin'
Thinkin' I ain't eatin', I've been feastin'
Thinkin' I was sleep, but I was schemin'
Thought that I was sinkin' off the deep end
I was beastin'
I was beastin'
Dancin' with the Devil, I've been dealin' with my demons
Got these niggas salty, man, [?]
[Verse 2: Hollow da Don]