When im
Callin out her name in the morning
Colors black white, man - i dont care
Shootin tree after brush and i call it
Blazin up the spark jusa fire fare
As a hundreds times dat i mentioned
I dont like that gainin attention
But a steel what i stomp with a passion
Lifes lika
Addiction

Fake news, gold preachers
Old schools, new teachers
Pickin up the notes that i cannot reach -
Im growin as a man while you tryina pitch'em

No rich, no poor i cringe they tour
Thanx god our sight is blur
No time to sack, no money bag
Ill make'em dissappurr

Take that luck im about to wreck
Now pressure's up on yo saggy neck
Imma pulse dat bass imma conquer states
Imma be that motherfuckin pretty face

Not a flacko - waste
Yeah i got that in my taste
Imma vicious boi you're phased
50 taykays for the race
Huh
Songs about the murders
Always been a lie
If u rappin truth -
Be prepared to die

Missin all the thoughts
Pissin on you thots
Stuck upon the loss
Shes about to cry

Wine and diary
She counts the lottery
Mission failure
Anti-loving it
Imma be that ""he""
Huh