[Intro]
f*ck Yo Couch!
[Hook x2]
I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So b*tch, let's f*ck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got sh*t to do
[Verse 1: XP]
Who humping on my girl?, it's that n*gga XP
AKA the avid as*h*le AK Dizzy Gillespie
I've got some folks in New York I got some folks in Philly
I know these n*ggas see me but they ain't never feel me
Oh we back again ya'll n*gga ain't sh*t like breaking wind
I'm probably never ever ever gonna smoke again
But tron in the game I was born to win, no J.cole I was born to sin
Ya'll n*ggas ain't bad just bordering, the game is ours no loitering
She was already on me, no phone bill how I keep em' roaming
I'll give it to you straight this is what she told me
My name's XP because their extra phony
So we went to the crib like a babies rattle
These n*ggas talking sh*t but they don't wanna battle
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Crockett]
Making my mind up, living my own life
Wanna be a wind up? wind up dead
When I'm fired up I'm just wilding while I'm rhyming
But I'm trying to make a difference even be the best
I confess that my train of thought was off track
But it's back and the bragging is the dead in the past
I'm ahead of my class so I rap like Chance
Take a chance and you might just get where you been
Looking for looking for a wooden time and the course of my grind
Came in fortunate and I have been fortunate scorching these lines
That I'm rapping I'm actually asking for help so my passion can blossom
We can all be colossal and popping
I just wanna get on like a top and I'm stopping at nothing
I'm busting these shots if Busta could rhyme is it nuts to think I
Could do the same? Probably
Yeah we been working hard yeah you better know it
We've been making hits this chance I'll never blow it
[Hook]