Clock read around 11:30, I just started writing Another all-nighter, working toward the goal Heard n***as getting all excited, enjoy the moment I just came to bring that feel back, rapping been in a coma Went on tour, got a chance to see the world Plus my pop played the tables at casinos barely ducking the cops Gave you faith, then I had to show it, Ciroc and Moët Backstage, I'm in Nashville Tryna get that cab boy For real, I had a job but I lost it When I lost it, I almost lost it All I thought about was going back to second, not the best That could cost me my career, but I'm like, "f** it" Better than living this way Not knowing when duckets are coming in, ain't no label pushing this yet Knowing I'm k**ing n***as for a fact, but they don't feel it Cause I make you think about sh** I'm tryna give these folks some lyrics Frustrated, DJ on the plan if you paying And they got the worst sh** popping, but we ignore that So let me get my Kodak and get up out you fools way The real n***as know that, the real n***as feel that Hear it in your tone, stop answering n***as' calls when they hit me on the phone If I don't f** with them like that Oh yeah, f** your list, this is how it appears Pouring on parades, this is NWA This is Pimp C with some Outkasts, some new sh** of the day This is Hennessy with a J, with the strongest n***as from GA My n***a, this is cold with a K I struggle to give you my life, this is soul food, beans, rice Eat up, on the road to Spaghetti Junction with my feet up