[Intro] Yee! Ay from the bay all the way out here overseas Man, across the pond Let's go
[Freestyle] Yeah, These Things Happen, you already know! Yeah, Bay Area, looking like outsider with rolled sleeves Black leather jackets cool Gypsies and cold thieves Break brown cigarillos down and blow leaves Young and up and coming still respected by OGs Now, oh ease, sorta like hip-hop's Tom Waits Rappers sneak this and sound as nervous as proms dates Born as a leader with strong traits Just trying to be legendary and right now I'm on pace Yeah, uh grew this from the soil I swear They don't make them like me bro, I told you I'm rare I'll stare at your girlfriend, I don't even care I'm a monster, I'm a beast! I'm a California bear! Catch me lurking in the shadows with a bottle of Bullet Rye Chilling, leaned back, appreciating my fullest high You can try, understand, you'll never be as cool as I Come in my arena, I advise, you shouldn't try Rappers catch fatigue trying to run at my pace Try comparing us is dangerous, a stunting disgrace Hit the titty bar with hundreds to waste I'm all over the place (BBC) Have you ever seen a rapper who looks like this Evil as a villain but they say my flow is the nicest Roll up then I light this Man, I'm hella righteous Might just, take a million for my name and likeness I feel like Elvis in '56, the Beatles in '63 You got the male fans, the bitches belong to me I'll just looking at arenas, I know what I'm going to be The power, the influence, the money I'm gonna see Rapper, I am not you Your fake and I can spot you Think your on my level but it's not true Move to fast, I lost you Talking shit will cost you Theses Things Happen, out now, watch fool, yeah