Done feeling tired Every morning with no desire Make a chance Get much higher Mix your brain up With rainbow powder Wait that’s for weirdo O wait forgot you got no desire Hating on me While you handing out flyers Hungry for wealth Do it for your health Change your mind up Do everything opposite Keep your mind up You’ll realize what I mean When your times up
Ain't no picking yo teeth at the dinner table. Ain't no taking no calls, treat em like a stranger. Momma spent her day over the stove slavin' So ion wanna hear shit about no bacon How you beefin' with the reason that you sitting in this room at all? Ya'll niggas tweakin' if you thinkin' I'm let this all get spoiled. I'd appreciate, if you would make, an effort. Any at all. If 1 turns into 2 mistakes, there ain't no winning at all.
Moonwalking in dis bitch no I ain’t slidin Cause deez 808’s in da back keep on boppin Got me minute made like lemon droppins Sauce her up just for da night like a hot topic Im pickin at her heart notches Always Overwatchin what I oversee for now I feel dis beat controllin me brand new recipes I spill da beans Do you like it hot or tennesse dis shit is killin me I’m runnin outta breath physically Back to da story please? ok, umm she was slurping me like hershey sweets in da summer heat soul left my body like lucid dreams I’m talkin vacuum cleaner type blurgary This ain’t no fairy tail swear fo god was callin me I looked down and saw my nigga number cross her screen got real awkward so I pretend to sneeze Head to da bathroom she won’t lemme leave Goddamn another nigga had yo Altima keys She talm bout reek he always talk that shit Ain’t that a bitch the nigga that don’t raise his kids Switchin wit a bitch that don’t want his flick I said fuck it met his ex’s and they let me in and snitched about how he actin like a simp
You bout to witness One of the greatest To ever do it south of the river Imma deliver a verse to you That’s straight from the spiritual I’ve been climbing this mountain For more than a decade Steady making my way to the top This ain’t a game lil homie If it was you rappers are bots This is my ten thousand hours of practice this pen getting too hot
