Ali Video (MV)

Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Young men swerving looking like Ali
Keep the circle tight, real ones on me
And we whip Toyotas like a Rarri

KO that snitch
X knocked out, no flinch
Ali smacked first
And now we got our fists
Respect to the king
Ain't no Sonny's in this ring
Hit em with the bee sting
Leave em by they shoe strings
Capital kill it just like chief
Haters up on we
Said X the greatest
Well they just named us Ali

See I get it like cats who knew me and drew me
Painting pictures of the people
Who thought that they knew me
Well Ali sees through these
Just me myself, and my crew please
Give, give, give me my crew please

Everybody stop talking now
Attention
I told you all that I was the greatest of all time
Attention

Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Young men swerving looking like Ali
Keep the circle tight, real ones on me
And we whip Toyotas like a Rarri

Gotta rumble in the jungle
Fore you come up out the struggle
You ain't build it bottom up
Then you finna crumble
I gotta do it double
But I still stay humble
And you know I keep the team close
Looking like a huddle
Popping like a bubble
Beat knocking like a knuckle
And my vision tunnel
So I send it like a shuttle
12 rounds deep
But you won't see me stumble
Keep my feet all on the ground
When I'm rolling through the town
And you know we hold it down
When we coming with the sound
Cap X in your ears
Thrill like Frazier
Men of steel Shazier
Fore you pull up here
Recognize real fear
Cause you know this our year
I done wrestled with a gator
Tussled with a whale
Handcuffed lightning
Throw thunder in jail
I done murked a rock and murked a brick
I'm so mean I make medicine sick

Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Young men swerving looking like Ali
Keep the circle tight, real ones on me
And we whip Toyotas like a Rarri

See the Greatest to ever do it
Yeah we do it like he did
When it comes to satisfaction
Man we throw it out our head
X got dawgs up there instead
And now we comin' out our den
So you better realize soon
That we be threadin' all the spreads
Call us QB with this art
We leadin' the charge
With bags full of verses
That be leaving its mark
But we know that, we the ones
We the ones
Who gone get judged
Like the kids all actin' thug
And X know that, X see that
That we not the same
Dream chasin all the fame
When our fame ain't the same