"What's up, Why you so depressed and sad all the like a little bitch? What's the problem, want to hear you rap Don't nobody care about how you feel, we raps, nigga"
passing But I'm too busy get this fuckin' album cracking to see her So I apologize in advance if anything should And my priorities fucked up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm to blow it And when them expectations because daddy was a poet, right? Talk all you want I'm no advice Nigga, I'm to relish in this anguish And I'm stressing over payment, so don't me that I made it Only relatively famous in the midst of a Misfitted, I'm Clark Gable, I'm not stable, as fuck And all pay me, I'm chuckling, cross-faded in public Heart racing 'til blunt is lit like, "He 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 going Or what you gotta do nigga, I need bars, of 'em"
I don't fuck with too of y'all's shit Judging by the pants and the grip Gully, in the vans with the tints I'm a type nigga, night life living Riding in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe What's your life like? That's aight Hammer in the left ready the price isn't Right got the and I ain't got the license for it And got me living like my life is golden Sitting on the sofa feeling high and If we smoke another while the mic records it The doin' it, what the fuck you staring at? Acting like you've never seen a that's carat-capped Bars hotter the blocks where we be at Stuntin' these niggas gon' flop Divac See nigga? And for the time being I'mma be that nigga, believe nigga You see that And for the time being I'mma be nigga, believe that, nigga