Easy Like Sunday Morning

Fresh cup of muddy it's straight out the pot, spark up my J and I'm ready to rock

Still for the culture don't get that shit twisted because I make records that come with a bop

I guess you niggas ain't checked on the stocks, I see who really invested or not

All of these rappers who hatin' I'm killin' them all, shippin' they head in a box

Too many questions bout when I'm gon' drop, nobody's stressin' just givin' me props

Appreciate you if you doin' just know that it's true, really the cream of the crop

I never had any dreams of the top, just bein' a nice is a meanin' a lot

I was just young and naive to believe them things would truly keep me in that spot

I was too cool with just bein' nice, I wanted a mil but was eatin' rice

I knew I was better than half of these niggas, so how the hell did you reach that price

I started puttin' them all in my sights, even the rappers I thought were alright

I gotta prove it to everyone that there's a difference and fuck it, we startin' tonight