I was floating high, jealous bitches hate on me
On another field, think I need a Pedigree
Rotten in they eyes, wishing they could silence me
(Rotten in they eyes, wishing they could silence me)
Swords on my back, serpents on attack
Venom when they smile, but my halo keep me strapped
(But my halo keep me strapped)

I don't know why they hate on me
They can smell the legacy (uh-huh)
I'm standing on supremacy
Got bitches tryna come for me