"What's up, Why you so depressed and sad all the like a little bitch? the problem, man? Niggas to hear you rap nobody care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"
Grandma's But I'm too tryna get this fuckin' album cracking to see her So I apologize in advance if should happen And my fucked up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it And when them raising because daddy was a poet, right? Talk all you want I'm taking no Nigga, I'm 'bout to in this anguish And I'm stressing over payment, so don't me that I made it Only relatively in the midst of a tornado Misfitted, I'm Clark Gable, I'm not stable, as fuck And they all pay me, I'm chuckling, in public Heart racing 'til blunt is lit like, "He don't give a again, right?"
"Hey Thebe, nigga, up nigga? I you back, I need them raps, nigga I need the verse, I care about what you going through Or what you do nigga, I need 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 tints I'm a start-shit type nigga, night living in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe niggas What's your life 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 Jill got me living like my is golden Sitting on the sofa feeling high and If we could another while the mic records it The nicest it, what the fuck you staring at? Acting like you've never a tooth that's carat-capped Bars hotter than the blocks we be at these niggas gon' flop like Divac See nigga? And for the time being I'mma be that nigga, believe nigga You see nigga? And for the time being I'mma be that nigga, believe that,