I'm cruisin, I'm money on gas I pass a car with a in it, I stare For a minute, but the limit gas won't be the only thing I'm money too...ooh wee! It's Tuesday, two after the weekend Imagine if the was a day for Weak minded men - I re-take my train of thought, I a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got in my crew, ya through, if You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm I ran into my homie, wassup? At least I he was, but then I caught the that he was talkin behind my back From his girl, ain't Earl? For Those who can't feel me, Earl wack In fact, I had problem a few times But I'll just it in a new rhyme, then forget it I'll split it in half, or laugh like this... Ha ha ha... can u me?
I the funk, and conversated without a doubt He was a chump, but clout, I ended my route at the liquor store and I to buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was But fools drink it cause it's a classy You can miss me with that trendy Cause they, all your breath stink, plus death is linked to all alcohol Arabians won't let you buy they keep tellin me my is a lie Why would I, put my face on and in the space where it says put "see owner" fool, I'm a teenage donor So I pick up my I.D. I trippin - why? I'm high, already, on life Once - I'm riding I'm about to hit the eastside of I got my seat belt on so the heat's felt From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and Singing, "I wish was a lease that was up" Can u me?
Well it's gettin dark, but it's daylight time Clocks go back, but I stay and ahead I wanna be fat, can u feel me? If you rap I to fully flex, I like to box I like bullies necks I like checks and collecting respect But I'm not there yet and until then I'll sell dank - sacks 20's, 10's, I'm drivin the to be prepared in case I meet my and I'm always thinking, "Where will I go when I Will I be underground I am now or in the sky?" My man plan B is cause he can feel me, Jess