[Coolio Iglesias Talking]
[Verse 1: Epidemic]
Staring at the +mirror+, I'm +reflecting+ on the past
I +shattered+ expectations with a half empty +glass+
Got +aviator+ shades, but I've never been the +plain+ type
I'm always on +track+, it's cause' I +train+ right
Triple sevens at the Wynn, I let my b*tch spin it
But even if I win don't let a b*tch spend it
Never slippin' I'm moving just like a +swiss watch+
Watching my +6 o'clock+ sippin' I'm on my 6th scotch
Indifferent with b*tches, just call me Chris Bosh
You n*ggas in the wind p*ssin', is why you p*ssed off
I'm with a +dime+ & my chain so many +pennyweights+
That even if I +flood+ with Ice, I bet the +levies+ break
[Coolio Iglesias Talking]
[Verse 2: Epidemic]
Paint them like Picaso, hang with my apostles
Riding on the road to success, you're just a pot hole
I'm sittin' on run flats, sick of that bus pass
Said f*ck that, suicidal doors & a sun pass
Blunt passin' dumping ashes on your mixtape
Stuffing cash, this duffle bag don't even zip straight
I fixate on my digits, can't even sit straight
sh*ttin' on n*ggas & you can't even take a p*ss break
You clockin' in for what dog? your shift is over
All these b*tches over rated, they look different sober
I'm spillin' Gold Label like it was just a soda
You n*ggas +outta comission+, you must've +missed your quota+
That's why I'm pouring on the haters
I got a +perfect smile+, my lawyer on +retainer+
In a back to back platinum black Sequioa like the mayor
Man they talkin' about me under they breath like I'm a prayer
But I'm a +player+, ain't no +love+ this isn't +tennis+ dawg
I'm just trying to get the +plaque+ like a +Dentist+ dawg
It's only right I'm +flossin'+ on the daily, you know the +drill+ baby
Kill it like a still baby
[Coolio Iglesias Talking]