Damn, another check
She wan' give me neck
She won't give me bread
So i missed the head
Making songs instead
No i can't remind you, 'bout what you said
Go ahead, leave again, that's a win
I can't tell you where I been
Still addicted to the thrill
Niggas rap bout drills, when they living in the hills
For my dawg I'd kill
I'm too real, that's how i feel
Stuff the racks in my pocket
Niggas pocket watching
Just make your own profit
I was born in June, maybe that's why i seem so cold
Only 17, and i got the biggest role
Damn, another check
She wan' give me neck
She won't give me bread
So i missed the head
Making songs instead
No i can't remind you, 'bout what you said