Back the wall (fuck!) And my pocket the wall Still hanging in the change, I'm the same (nope) Please don't fucking me, no (no) The person you are trying to is unavailable, aye (aye) Remember the days, me and $lick had to came to LA? (hmm, hmm) Sleepin' on the at cousin Fat Nick's house When he let us double up even he doesn't hit the couch (ay, ay, hey) That's to no Tell time to really count
Whatever the you said you hate is what the fuck I'm really about Really doing drugs, you do it for the clout (nah) Really got a problem, I'm usually backing out (yeah) All my are headcases and this kid's gonna pout it back to the pizza kitchen, I'll clock in 'n' out Washin' dishes, of my bitch of a manager tripped still I'm out (I'm out) Fuck the rap industry; I'm down for the motherfucking (ha-ha) All you fucking clowns, I really do without (aye) I'll be back, I really, really, doubt
maniac with the nine loaded (what?) Northside Shawty, AKA I'm (okay) Made a milli' world tour (fuck it up yeah) Fuck a man Bind it up, like I'm the in Gotham City (ha-ha-ha!) Before the days we to hit up Orange Mound (hold up) TA clothes, smart fucks gon' count (throw hands, like-) Ridin' four deep, man fuck $moked out, loced out, out, loced out (what?)
Now I'm by folks I never met Seem the bigger you get, equals nothing but death But nonetheless, 'bout them dead presidents Innocent residence, straper looked out, Funerals for the cold-blooded skin (pop-pop-pop) So I Ruby, he said we got the blade (okay) I'm like, okay, I got the loaded and the AK In the AK, AK
yeah! (All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of are fake) When I die bury me in the (All of y'all are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of are fake) Suicide till the motherfucking (All of are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake) When I die me in the grave (All of are fake, all of ya'll are fake, all of y'all are fake) Suicide till the motherfucking