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