Verse 1
Uh, I Went From Wiping Tables To Sitting Next To Lil Wayne
Yo Words Don't Bother Me, They Dont Even Cause Me A Lil' Pain
& When It Comes To My Fam, I Go A Lil' Insane
Hop Up On A Track, & Ya Girl Riding My Train
Yeah, People Think I Lie About What My Lyrics Really Mean'
Making Love To My Girl, & Yes She Really Screamed
Yeah, Shot Out To ASL, Tell 'Em It's Gonna Be Okay
All Up On b*tches Skin, Like Olay
This Song Is Flammable, Call It Propane
Soon As I Quit Rapping, n*ggas Gonna Be Like "Oh Dang"
& I'm A Man Who Will Rap, & then Go Sang
Yeah, Me & Boogie Had Once Fell Out
Girls Smelling All Fishy, Let That Seashell Out
Uh, I Pray Every Night, God Forgive My Sins
Check My System & Find My Lean & Gin
Yeah, Fresh Money On Top, Let Me Repeat It Once Again
Yeah, I Got To Make The Most Of My Life
I Went Solo, I Couldn't Live That Double Life
I Got To Straighten Up, I can't Live This Trouble Life
Yeah, Tell My Fake Friends I Went Solo
Make The Most Of Ya Live, Cause Bruh It's YOLO
Yeah, I Swear I'll Look My Killer Dead In His Face
n*ggas Going Blind, Like They Just got Sprayed With Mace
$40,000 Rolex, Sitting Straight In The Case
Africans Starving, So Don't Let Ya Food Go To Waste
I Got A RedBone, I Love Her Personality & Not Just Below Her Waist
Kill A n*gga, & Dont Leave sh*t For The Po-Po To Trace
Yeah, My Face In The New-York-Times
& I Got A IQ, Sharper Than The Cone Of Pines!
Yeah... Haha F.M.E, Shot Out To Shakayla!