Intro: DAMMMMNNNNN! These n*ggas all dead? sh*t! When they gon pay me for this?
Verse: Cause n*gga im the greatest. n*gga im the motherf*ckin greatest. And if you think otherwise you must be f*cking racist. n*gga runnin paces. n*gga runnin sh*t. n*gga runnin with drake through the f*cking six. n*gga got dirt on him runnin through the six. n*gga got burt on him runnin through the smoke. n*gga got the 12 on him, smuggling the coke. n*gga got cold in his cell where his coat. Mama can't be there, she in rehab. Now it runs through the family to be bad. Now it runs through the family to be sad. Whole family killed themselves, thought it make them glad. n*gga. I don't understand. I don't understand. World f*cked up in a way to understand. World f*cked up but I ain't first world teens. My dad been living through this sh*t since he was 14. His friends doing coke and smuggling that green. First world teen into a first world fiend. Now a days these n*ggas wish they'd stay in bed. Cause they rather be bored any day than DEAD!
Outro: Damn! These n*ggas gotta start paying me to speak this kinda sh*t