"What's up, Why you so depressed and sad all the time a little bitch? What's the problem, Niggas to hear you rap nobody care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"
Grandma's But I'm too busy tryna get fuckin' album cracking to see her So I in advance if anything should happen And my priorities up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it And when them expectations because daddy was a poet, right? Talk all you I'm taking no advice Nigga, I'm 'bout to relish in anguish And I'm over payment, so don't tell me that I made 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 racing 'til blunt is lit like, "He don't give a fuck again, right?"
"Hey Thebe, nigga, up nigga? I heard you back, I them raps, nigga I need the verse, I don't care about what you through Or what you gotta do nigga, I bars, sixteen of 'em"
I don't fuck with too much of shit Judging by the pants and the mall Gully, in the vans with the dark I'm a start-shit type nigga, night living Riding in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe What's your life like? That's nigga Hammer in the left ready when the isn't Right got the and I ain't got the license for it And Jill got me living like my is golden Sitting on the feeling high and dormant If we could smoke while the mic records it The nicest doin' it, the fuck you staring at? Acting like you've seen a tooth that's carat-capped Bars hotter than the where we be at these niggas gon' flop like Divac See nigga? And for the time being be that nigga, believe that nigga You see nigga? And for the time being I'mma be nigga, believe that, nigga