I Know you like my style, Eyes on my coat I'm on a high flying mile, High fi doing sci fi in high def, Silky touch i'm wyclef Deaf ears like a chef, Next year ill be up where the best go, Seko style, All this whack energy I gotta let go, Rock 3 tiers on my neck though, Im an architect, No really im an architect, You're not even in my market yet, Im tryna spark the jet, There's no limits to my carnage yeah, whilst im sipping on this calneggia, I'm a collegiate, Mad people wanna call me gent, Still repping on the OZ, So when I pull up to your house and set the freaking bounce, I can guarantee you'll all wanna know me, Night times when the freaks get out, Sun downs when the beast gets out, Why you tryna let me freakiness out, Its going down when the freaks get out, Night times when the freaks get out, Sun downs when the beast gets out, Why you trine let me freakiness out, Its going down when the freaks get out, It's a mind frame, Coming out side chained, Running with a style for a clinical crowd, You can catch me on the high game baby that's my game, Tryna bus a sound that'll make you go round, Couldn't catch me up on my plane, Flying it a thousand miles there's no doubt I'm the proudest out, Brightest out my pride is stout, The lightest out, Everybody get your lighters out, ugh Said you want some confidence, You should come and run with me, You should come and run with me, Said you want some confidence, You should come and run with me, You should come and mess with me, Said you want some confidence... Then you should come and run with me... Cause I'm a real smooth character