I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
Ooh yeah, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
Uh, yeah, been erotic, big bodies and tall swings
Devil on me, Spitalfields and All Saints
Playing field ain't level in the lane
Throw stones at your bones, kick pebbles at your pain
Swear they go hard, but they sold Jell-O in the paint
Tryna Carmelo, but he can't
Lord have mercy, but we'll be having that jersey
Flowing so hungry, rapping that thirsty
Think fast, fast women like Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Fast life like born on Wednesday and died on Thursday
Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast
Slow my roll like brake pads
Cause if you run a light, they just might stop you
Niggas Rodney King on the dome, just the things that I'm on, go!
Uh, I'm on this one way, hit it when the slums play
If I don't make it, then somebody tell my sons pray
Struggling first class, headed for the runway
Real nigga shit, I gotta make it one day
Sick of hard times, so I tell them to fall back
Sittin' in all white, but the Phantom is all black
For everything I lost, tell 'em I want it all back
Everyone who left me for nothin', tell 'em to call back
They ain't authentic, tell 'em I don't even relate
Minus the love, they feel like I was something to hate
Tell 'em hate now, the world lookin' at 'em
They on the front row, everybody lookin' at 'em
I used to have dark nights, now it's bright lights
Daytime bus pass, now it's night flights
Had a poor man's swag, now it's price right
Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it's sliced right
Yeah, you can tell 'em I'm on
The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em I'm home
Used to be at the bottom, tell 'em it wasn't for long
Now I'm always in the hood like I never was gone
I'm on, I told 'em I'm something that ain't gon' cut off
Try to hit the switch if you want, I ain't gon' cut off
A hundred thousand volts of Truth, I ain't gon' shut off
Anything in the way is gon' get permanently shut off
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
Ooh yeah, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
Never letting go, although sometimes I slip
Like banana peels for heels, my spill is solid shit
Notice it every time I pick up the microphone and spit
Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit
But this ain't physics or rocket science
It's just a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired
I am not a motivational speaker
But people get easily motivated when they hear B-I-G wreaking
Havoc on the track, boy, grab it, hold it tight
My city growl with me, hootie-hooing through the night sky
Butterfly bowtie, made my mark
Like the craters on the moon, rocking alligator shoes, I'm on
Cool breeze, a nigga high
Rather live alone forever than live a lie
I'm in the zone, Foampro's keeping me comfy
Yacht squares, dark squares cover my luggage
I'm in love with some women, more in love with my mother
I'm in love with my God, less in love with this money
Now my level is off, got a bigger cigar
Out in Vegas with broads 'bout as thick as Toccara
My ambition is ammunition if this is war
They can't run, they can't run, this is a wall
Got forever endurance, forever I'm the purest
I put my breath in this motherfucker, they better hear it
Good denim, bad women and better lyrics
My only dream to get rich and never marry
Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear
And I ain't trippin', my only competition's the mirror
Uh, remember they used to be like, "Who is this?"
Now I'm up in this bitch
Smoking weed out of London, they bringing me fish and chips
Thought of this as a youngin', who knew
This'd be the life that I'd really live?
Now I'm flying on trips, promoters and owners giving me gifts
Don't gotta shop, I ain't paying for shit
This Audemar on my wrist got it harder to miss
Older people looking at me like how I bought all of this
I say I got it from grinding, perfect timing, started at the bottom
Ain't afraid to climb it, took something
Rough and turned it to a diamond
Oh, it ain't come easy, had to find it
And now you can't say I got game, cause I define it
Uh, nigga, I'm on like the light on
And if I ever fall off, I'll be back on the same night
Me and my dogs, we on the same flight
Carefree, I don't need the stress
Smoking Khaled, my weed the best
Wale, double MG shit, yeah
Smoking while I'm rapping, biatch!
Got Lupe Fiasco, Trae tha Truth
And Big Boi, Daddy Fat Saxx
