"Century" lyrics

I'm floatin' 'round 4 a.m.'s
Chillin' out in estate kens
That summer-spring collection just got bagged
You're still on the same trends
I'm the same kid with the same friends
Posted up in the same ends
Ridin' 'round in that A-Benz
I got VVS, you got fake gems

Lad, I burst through like a rhino
Smoked out, no pyro
Keep a mask up on me face, kid
And it's all black, gotta lie low
Drugs white, albino
If you know, then I know
Where did all of that time go?
I see pyramids, no Cairo
I'm bold, I'm eager
She's lovin' my demeanor
I just did 'shrooms in Malibu
And I'm seein' shit so clearer
I'm an animal, hyena
I was mean, but I just got meaner
As a kid, I was always a leader
Achieved that shit, then it come back cleaner, I clean ya
I'm the boy, I'm the boss
I take all of the stock, I don't care what it cost
I put fire to crops
Had to flip that rock, had an oz in me socks
Three-five in me bills
When I walk in the gaff, lad, I give man chills
Two halves of the pills
You're never gonna see these bust-down grills
I'm the hardest out of the century
These other man, they can't step to me
No handouts, I give an extra fee
I'm the male version of ecstasy
Got a vendetta with the deputy
No debt on me 'cause you're dead to me
I'm walkin' 'round with no weaponry
And no little shit would try and mess with me

I'm floatin' 'round 4 a.m.'s
Chillin' out in estate kens
That summer-spring collection just got bagged
You're still on the same trends
I'm the same kid with the same friends
Posted up in the same ends
Ridin' 'round in that A-Benz
I've got VVS, you've got fake gems, like, bah