They turning green with envy they think im too petty
My nigga we are not friendly talk my shit too many
My gun way too heavy pop you like confetti
With my niggas Ed Edd and Eddy you best know we ready

This life way too dark I cant take it
Been feeling automated been struggling to make shit
But you don't know you really know near nothing
Bitch you gon' fold you aint composed you just bluffing

Aye this life way too dark just listen to my tone
I don't need no fucking channel to make me an edit ill do on my own
Only way you making money is scamming these underground rappers and it really shows
Matter of fact you can keep all the money I sent you just get the fuck off of my phone

I just talk my shit on the daily
You scamming people cause your money failing
He sent his song over to me he said it was fire
Then I had to say it was barely

We know you pussy nigga you don't scare me
Nicotine inside the smoke Im inhaling
The bayonet that is attached to the front of this chopper
Was obviously made for impaling

Speak that shit into existence I need my fucking pay roll
You try getting in my way Ill take your soul
My pharmacy hates me cause I do the most
Chasing money gotta fucking go

They turning green with envy they think im too petty
My nigga we are not friendly talk my shit too many
My gun way too heavy pop you like confetti
With my niggas Ed Edd and Eddy you best know we ready