Infinity Lyrics

Yeah, I came back on that shit, that cocky, inarrogant shit

I know it's so many different forms of me, man, this shit is unstoppable

Word on my mama, it is

Hey, y'all, who can do this shit like me, real talk

This shit is so easy

Thank God for the gift, though

Everybody can't do this

King, all my tattoos cover scars

Tinted windows on my cars, and they love to hate the king, but to some I'm a god

Gucci shades that hide my eyes, still a nigga they despise

You gon' run up and take what, o nigga you tryna get

All my tattoos cover scars

Tinted windows on my cars, and they love to hate the king, but to some I'm a god

Gucci shades that hide my eyes, still a nigga they despise

You gon' run up and take what, o nigga you tryna get

Back in the lab, watch how I'm cooking

Been thinking bout this since they took me from booking

Oh, he on the throne again, check out my haters

Look at how all of them looking

I gave y'all some distance, how bout some years for instance

Revitalation perfected my bar

Step out the dark and still shine like a star

Gotta thank God cause I made it this far

King back nigga, no more pretending

Since I've been gone, y'all niggas been tripping

Taking round trips, only giving you inches

Still lacking substance, still lacking interest

Like y'all niggas don't care about the craft

Too focused on trying to figure the math

Gotta be real, I'm here for the bag

Give it 100 and I'll never lag

Listen to most of you niggas, it's comical

Other half man, it's purely impossible

Step over all of you, barely an obstacle

Expectations still high, I'm unstoppable

Losing to any of you is improbable

I'm still a problem that's highly unsolvable

Reminding my fans why they always believe

King back, now take a sigh of relief

All my tattoos cover scars

Tinted windows on my cars

And they love to hate the king

But to some, I'm a god

Gucci shades that hide my eyes

Still a nigga they despise

You gon' run up and take what

Oh nigga, you trying to die

All my tattoos cover scars

Tinted windows on my cars

And they love to hate the king

But to some, I'm a god

Gucci shades that hide my eyes

Still a nigga they despise

You gon' run up and take what

Oh nigga, you trying to die