Lyrics: Marcellus Rayvon Register Music: Marcellus Rayvon Register Yeah (Sharif in this mother****er cookin') 'Face, 'Face Mob (Ooh), yeah I done beat the odds, I got nothin' to prove Laughin' with the bosses, toastin' up with the goons I'll take a clean cream, makin' the room **** an elephant, it's a GOAT in the room High off life, tryin' to shoot to the moon My youngin burnt out, he ain't make it to school Life be comin' fast, I'm tryin' to get in my groove Build a legacy before you get to the tomb, for real Unapologetic, ****in' right that I said it **** her right 'til the mornin', throwin' dice in the mornin' (Yeah) Man, my life been a gamble, risk your lifΠ΅, get rewarded ShΠ΅ a good girl, I love it, but she like to record it On stage, I'm kind of nervous Thought that I'd call, but I'm somewhere with no service Paparazzi on the call, but I'm tucked behind the curtains If you out here, you involved, then be quiet with the murders You know they lurkin' I put 'Marni on just to jump in the pool My partner, he ain't shook because he servin' a fool I can't give my heart, 'cause these bitches be used I'm in a penthouse with a hell of a view I done beat the odds, I got nothin' to prove Laughin' with the bosses, toastin' up with the goons I'll take a clean cream, makin' the room **** an elephant, it's a GOAT in the room High off life, tryin' to shoot to the moon My youngin burnt out, he ain't make it to school Life be comin' fast, I'm tryin' to get in my groove Build a legacy before you get to the tomb, for real Dropped out of school and ran it up in the trap Got out my feelings, went and got me a bag Really have emotion, better ask who I am I went from bein' poor to really bein' the man Bein' the man I went from bein' poor to really bein' the man Hey, hey Yeah Out in the room Ooh Hey, yeah