Livin' in a world so cold
Keep a nigga on ten toes
Where I'm headed only Lord knows
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control (uh)

Thirty million by age thirty
Motivated to reach my goals, trust me I ain't worried
'Bout weak minded bitches and hoes
These low life niggas who ain't got no self control
Been feelin' hungry and
They just ain't feedin' my soul, I had to let go
A lot of people that I really thought were there for me (facts)
Were just in my way, holdin' on the fact of what we used to be back in the day
Niggas ain't gon meet me halfway, I ain't finna wait
Had to cut the dead weight just so I could elevate and levitate
Now let me set the record straight
Every day I meditate 'cause I'm the one they love to hate
Focus on the bigger picture, tryna find a better way
'Cause I ain't finna cut myself short
Money gettin' longer, but happiness never been bought (facts)
The type of shit I'll teach to my daughter
Never was taught to me when I was younger
'Cause that shit wasn't even a thought
(Wasn't even a thought)

Livin' in a world so cold (so cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (ten toes)
Where I'm headed only Lord knows
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control

Livin' in a world so cold (so cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (ten toes)
Where I'm headed only Lord knows (Lord knows)
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control

Droppin' my top down on cruise control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control

It was all a dream, came in this at seventeen
Me and my Pro Era team focused on the better things
Tryna stack cheddar cream, rule everything (uh)
Foot up on the pedaling never settlin'
I'm full steam ahead of them, ten year veteran
How you figure? Name a nigga that I ain't better than, my flow iller
Still it's the cure like medicine, the cold killer
Glock tucked inside the letterman by Pro Era
I swear this shit couldn't be more clearer
It's like I'm lookin' through a whole mirror
I could see the vision so I live like it's my last day
And everything I want just tryna meet me halfway
I try to stay calm but niggas tryna blast me
The ski mask way lookin' for a fast pay, so I stay
Armed and alarmed 'cause I ain't tryna go the fast way
It's a marathon you can't treat it like a drag race

Yo, what's your name again?
I know you from where? High school?
I don't know you, man
Loser

Livin' in a world so cold (so cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (ten toes)
Where I'm headed only Lord knows
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control

Livin' in a world so cold (so cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (ten toes)
Where I'm headed only Lord knows (Lord knows)
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control

Droppin' my top down on cruise control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control

Ladies and gentleman
Your man, Mr. Nasir Jones is proud to present
My man, Jo-Vaughn
Some of you mo'fuckers know him as Joey Bada$$
Wise man, this man has age on him like he's been here before
Yet he's a young king, ya heard?
Everybody in the back, quiet down
Get ready for some real shit
I introduce to you, a great one
You know him as, Joey Bada$$

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Writer(s): Carl McCormick, Jo-Vaughn Virginie, Marquell Middlebrooks, Michael L Williams II