I write sounds, Don't write for the hype Don't write for the light type buns I drop bombs And I ain't stopping 'till I'm I'm copping what I'm wanting, motherfucker, Here we go! Y'all know my speed low hero Save my city from them cheese oh be ro Hommie, I'm singing my ass off like I'm J-Lo Ladi dadi dadi bitches wanna party But my I'm pulling the kool aids Keep on spitting, shit retarded I don't rap about you nerds I don't rap about Bugattiz I don't rap about rapping circles My rappers are body body
Do it for the fans, don't d it for the shine Don't do it for the obs, I'll do it for the grind I do it for the mamma, don't do it for the time, now You can never really say when I'm in my prime rim Lobbidy labs don't mean a lot, When I'm diggidie dancing y'all seem to pop Without them you'd probably wouldn't be a lot Just a normal ass kid who dream a lot Fuck boys, don't see a lot Keep telling me that I don't keep a G a lot 'Cause I don't talk about giving girls D a lot I guess being myself is who I be a lot
What is real, what is real, what is real, I don't know, I guess before I leave, There's something you gon'feel WOOOOOOOOO I say, I say, yeah, I say Shit's epic, shit's epoc
This dream I believe in I guess I had no reasons Pick it up I ain't pick it up Want to live it really but I never live it up Mather of fact, I've been thinking about gotta give it up But my hommie tell me that I'm realy ill as fuck So I wrote the hook down Barely look down All it took now Was a good sound Write the verse and layed it down And when I layed her down I just played her loud Like Everything you ever wanted, you can have it That right there, is why I do this I was gonna be the coolest! Now, motherfucker, I'm gonna be the ... man I wake up in the morning, I ain't gotta be a different body Why is be a knife on, why you have a Nike on? Wrap it in my face with the flash of the light on Number one to give a writer something to bite on Say cheese for the cameraman You know Sprout number one grammar man The guy hits like RMZ Rhambaland Womanized, now I wanna make my grandma see a Grammy, man Hey, exit exit, don't read the text, the performance's better Go check the song, get your critique on