Immortal

Verse 1

Uh

Check it

Popped up out the crypt like I never left

Brooklyn boy still kickin' through the new millennium test

Loro Piana jacket with the custom Maybach

Sippin' something clear while these youngins practice

Mad clout since ninety-four now the game got rebranded

These sons think they slick but they flows get reprimanded

Calico in the holster if a bastard want the static

But I'm too rich for violence now I'm movin' through the attic

Lucre stackin' faster than the market could crash

Got my money in the ether while these cats blow through cash

Pre-Chorus

Pa don't test the throne

Son you barkin' at a god

Pa don't test the throne

Mad real what you heard

Chorus

Fuck all y'all

Classic villain on the boulevard

Fuck all y'all

Black and ugly as ever but the crib a palace now

Fuck all y'all

Uh uh check it baby

Forty-four summers deep and I'm still the hardest

Verse 2

Bay-buh

These new rappers talkin' wild but they barely got the vision

I was movin' cream in the nineties made a million off the rhythm

Now I'm pushin' all electric with the silent motor hummin'

Got the galleria shoppin' and the doors always buzzin'

Nigga talkin' like he poppin' but his pockets never fat

I could buy his whole label with the change from my backhat

Sheek with the schemes got the whole city on my speed dial

Mad smooth when I move from the lower to the sky high

Slick with the pen like a surgeon with a scalpel

Youngin want the crown well come collect your medal

Pre-Chorus

Pa don't test the throne

Son you barkin' at a god

Pa don't test the throne

Mad real what you heard

Chorus

Fuck all y'all

Classic villain on the boulevard

Fuck all y'all

Black and ugly as ever but the crib a palace now

Fuck all y'all

Uh uh check it baby

Forty-four summers deep and I'm still the hardest

Bridge

Uh

Can't bury what the streets made immortal

Every verse I spit is a blueprint they can't portion

Black and ugly as ever

Rich forever

That's the motto

Don't need a time machine to know I built the model

Chorus

Fuck all y'all

Classic villain on the boulevard

Fuck all y'all

Black and ugly as ever but the crib a palace now

Fuck all y'all

Uh uh check it baby

Forty-four summers deep and I'm still the hardest

Outro

Baaaa-by

Bay-buh uh

Brooklyn in the buildin'

Still the king of the city

Uh

Check it

Hahaha