What the
Who the fuck could that be
Craig!
Craig, I know you fucking hear me, bro
Open the fucking door
Oh my fucking God

Yo
Bro, what the fuck is going on with you, bro
Bro, what is? Are you good
Where my fucking money at, bro

Where the fuck is the rent at
Oh my fucking God, bro. Calm down. What the fuck
Bro, every single day I come up here, bro
I keep giving you time and time and time, bro

And I appreciate it, bro
Days turn to weeks. Weeks turn to months
Bro, it ain't even been that long
And you keep talking about

Yo, Saad, when the album drop, it's bout to be here
It's almost due
Nigga, the fucking rent is due
The rent is due, bitch

I get that, bro. I get that. I get that
I'm tired of cutting you some slack, bro
The rent is fucking due
If I got to tell you one more time, bro

It's going to be problems and you going to be out on the street
Bro
You feel what the fuck I'm saying
Bro, I got you. I told you that I got you

Bro, you brought more bitches in here than put out songs
You expect me to somehow get my rent
What the fuck's going on
And the whole time, you ain't been paying me my money

It Ain't been no music putting out
You ain't been doing shit
Oh my fucking God
Bro, I got you, bro

It's going to drop soon, bro
You don't got to worry about it, bro
It's okay
And it's always the rappers, bro

I'mma keep it a bean
The rap shit not for you, bro
But this rent, this rent shit is definitely going to be for me

What the fuck am I going to do
I got to figure out how to get this shit by tomorrow
God damn
All right
All right

I don't know what the fuck I'mma do
I got to figure this shit out