"What's up, Why you so depressed and sad all the time like a bitch? the problem, man? Niggas to hear you rap Don't nobody care how you feel, we want raps, nigga"
Grandma's But I'm too busy tryna get fuckin' album cracking to see her So I apologize in if anything should happen And my priorities up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it And when them expectations raising daddy was a poet, right? all you want I'm taking no advice Nigga, I'm 'bout to relish in this And I'm stressing over payment, so don't tell me that I it Only relatively famous in the of a tornado Misfitted, I'm Gable, I'm not stable, abrasive as fuck And all pay me, I'm chuckling, cross-faded in public Heart 'til blunt is lit like, "He don't give a fuck again, right?"
"Hey Thebe, nigga, up nigga? I heard you back, I need raps, nigga I need the verse, I don't care about what you through Or what you gotta do nigga, I need bars, of 'em"
I don't fuck with too much of shit Judging by the and the mall grip Gully, in the vans the dark tints I'm a start-shit nigga, night life living Riding in the Jeep, side-swipe niggas What's your like? That's aight nigga Hammer in the ready when the price isn't Right got the whip and I got the license for it And got me living like my life is golden Sitting on the feeling high and dormant If we could another while the mic records it The nicest doin' it, the fuck you staring at? Acting like you've never seen a tooth carat-capped hotter than the blocks where we be at Stuntin' niggas gon' flop like Divac See that And for the time being I'mma be nigga, believe that nigga You see that And for the time being be that nigga, believe that, nigga