Yeah, yeah true say things have been hard
But right now I'm "wininin" ya'kna
On the grind not just chillin' in my yard
Worked too hard to just slip it in you bra
Worked too hard to just let you nick it
Son of a gun I'm Little Nicky
And Fuck what you heard
I'll meet you there at the nitty gritty
And I'll factory reset
To all of the great shit I was as a little pickney
If you ain't my likkle pickney what you want
Don't make me drop you where you are
Don't make me get sick and ignorant
I woke up early
Went on my own journey
That's why I don't feel comfortable
Sitting in your car
You're going down the wrong road
Too fast too far
And the way you're enjoying it's a little bit bizarre

(Yo!)
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath

Exiled
Cast off
Start from scratch you work your arse off
Wolves in sheets clothing took their masks off
Better know them tings
That's why I move around on an Ed Snowden ting
Too many man are on this rodent ting
And there tryna change my whole genetic code and ting
Better eat this freedom before it gets cold and ting
Do you know you're history?
Do you know them kings?
Do you know them queens?
Badmind and envy I don't know them folks
No time or energy I don't owe them folks
I power move now so at least I ain't old and broke
So for now you can gloat and boast
My shoulder's cold
Never forget the mission
Do you know them codes
Mans in Bath
I should be on a throne and ting

(Yo!)
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath

Yeah, yeah true say things have been hard
But right now I'm "wininin" ya'kna
On the grind not just chillin' in my yard
Worked too hard to just slip it in you bra
Worked too hard to just let you nick it
Son of a gun I'm Little Nicky
And Fuck what you heard
I'll meet you there at the nitty gritty
And I'll factory reset
To all of the great shit I was as a little pickney
If you ain't my likkle pickney what you want
Don't make me drop you where you are
Don't make me get sick and ignorant
I woke up early
Went on my own journey
That's why I don't feel comfortable
Sitting in your car
You're going down the wrong road
Too fast too far
And the way you're enjoying it's a little bit bizarre

Yo
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath
Imagine you were Selassie I and you was in Bath