[VERSE 1]

Imma freshman Dreaming of Walking on the moon
Never try to fuck me up or your career'll end Soon
I worked all the day on the Bay to get paid
I can be really evil with you, that's what I Just Said
Wait for the bass yeah I'm the boss, the 808 badass
Learn the chorus, not a bonus in everything We pass
I don't take selfie with you sometimes I am Selfish
Don't believe in me, but in a year you'll wash my dish
On the beach, I'm Chillin While I Listen to fashion killa
I can teach the art of Dreaming, Just think about a villa
Like Proctor, I've got enemies thanks It's not Terminator
What for am I killin this shit ? To honor my ancestor
Tonight i'm gonna rave every parties' on my trajectory
I Like spitting fire, a pain Chiller's not ordinary
Pain Chiller available, that's how begins my reign
Prevent the unthinkable, to Avoid every crime scene

[Chorus] x4

My flow gets higher and higher
Every night Imma spitting Some fire
Never Been a prayer or a liar
You here me Right now on the wire

[VERSE 2]

Making you Chill with my music is my keystone
This music as your alarm clock or as your ringtone
I rap every winter, every summer No season
I can feel this beat into my veines like a Poison
I wish my rap to pay my scholarship, hi Oxford
Try to understand this shit, Just a chain of word
Blurred democracy power belongs only to Politician
Like rappers Who not write their own verse: unofficial
Betrayers always SCREAM Before dying: "not my fault !"
I Like to Chill in the church of Fulton, Check the quote
Big dream coming true, the glory's raising
Blinded by your big booty Bitches you earn nothing
Pain Chiller is free and non profit, so much priceless
I don't chase rich girls I don't mess with a countess
I spit so much fire That you all turn into ashes
If you hate I Won't say anything, Flash in your faces

[Chorus] x4