Far as I'm concerned, if there's people still hating, they can suck a....
Been a drill, b*tch I'm sick
Curving deals with the sh*t
Real n*ggas always gon excel, f*ck a list unless they put me on the sh*t
They need Winfrey on the sh*t
That's the lane a n*gga in (right)
b*tch I'm good, I'm straight
Hit the wood, it was laced
High as f*ck, feeling great
Wait, f*ck never mind
This ain't good, big mistake
This sh*t fake, this sh*t lace
And I would let you stay, but I can't, ho I...
b*tch, this is success in this car
Death to the nagging, but who ain't fluently sh*tting on critics opinions
Don't you see this 'S' on my heart? (n*gga)
This feels like spark Swisher
Might speed in the whip off the dark liquor
Born sinner, don't eat in my sh*t you gon' starve
n*gga of course, scripture was in the plan
Somehow I thought I'd kill it without it
I'll explain it on the second album
Nineteen hits feels like my greatest outcome
Say whatever, just make sure they copy, copy
I get out of pocket, scramble to the dollars
Dance my deposit
Eat forbidden fruit, see forbidden knowledge
Yelling f*ck the truth, dropping out of college
Wait, woah, feeling good, feeling straight
Hit the wood, it was laced
High as f*ck, feeling great
Wait, f*ck never mind
This ain't good, big mistake
This sh*t fake
And I would let you stay, but I can't, ho I...
b*tch this is success in this car
I've been on track, plus I'm high and these rap feel like space
I feel great, take a puff, then a break for too long
End up losing the faith that I had
This gon' reflect on the chase in my bag
Back on the bus in the face of my dad
Puff, b*tch you a fake, you a Shad Moss
I feel a quake in the earth
She want the snake in her skirt
I give a plate to the girth
f*ck all the fame and the percs
I will earn me a spot, unless I'm shot by the cops and a name on my shirt
Far as I'm concerned, if there's people still hating, they can suck a di*k
Been a drill, b*tch I'm sick
Curving deals with the sh*t
Real n*ggas always gon excel, f*ck a list unless they put me on the sh*t
They need Winfrey on the sh*t
That's the lane a n*gga in (right)
Ya, I'm straight
Hit the wood, it was laced
High as f*ck, I feel great
Wait, f*ck never mind
This ain't good, big mistake
She no good, she must be fake
This ain't' good, big mistake
This sh*t fake, this sh*t laced
And I would let you stay
But I can't, ho I....