"What's up, Why you so depressed and sad all the like a little bitch? What's the problem, Niggas to hear you rap Don't nobody 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 apologize in advance if anything happen And my fucked up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it And when them expectations raising because was a poet, right? Talk all you want I'm no advice Nigga, I'm 'bout to relish in this 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 Clark Gable, I'm not stable, abrasive as And they all pay me, I'm chuckling, cross-faded in Heart '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 the verse, I don't care about what you going through Or you gotta do nigga, I need bars, sixteen of 'em"
I don't fuck with too much of y'all's Judging by the and the mall grip Gully, in the vans the dark tints I'm a start-shit type nigga, life living Riding in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe What's your life That's aight nigga 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 and dormant If we could smoke while the mic records it The nicest doin' it, what the you staring at? Acting like you've never a tooth that's carat-capped Bars hotter the blocks where we be at Stuntin' these niggas gon' flop Divac See that nigga? And for the time I'mma be that nigga, that nigga You see that nigga? And for the being I'mma be that nigga, believe that,