[Verse 1]
I'm at the point where sh** out cla**ics on daily basis
Let's face it this rap sh** to me is a second nature
Used to struggle with the pad but now I struggle not to tape it
Long stroke but she love me so she struggling to take it
20 years into this game we call life
I'm still a f** up only difference I'm surrounded by lights
And got my bucks up like Milwaukee with Jabari
Cruises and safaris 5 star chicken parm come in after calamari
Lord help em Lord save him ain't much that he can do
Bedroom full of sins and a bottle full of gin
When I wake up in the morning whats the point to repent?
I drop a song they sing a long and we do it again
Chapel Hill K Dot
Harnett County Drizzy
I ain't been back in a month I'm up state gettin busy
But if my city really need me two places I be
Inside my girl or I'm ridin the beat k**a Cros n***a
[Verse 2]
Every time I get on Twitter I get sick to my stomach, the amount of ignorance in my generation and hating and the bickering back and forth is all in abundance
But if I saw you streets n***as wouldn't say nothing, f**ing pathetic
Hide behind you iPhone 6 and talk that sh** got a crew in Fayettenam that only talk them clips
Catch a fade like Odell he got a momma, oh well
sh** he shouldn't mouth off to them savages from the sticks
Don't let the education fool ya if I gotta I'm a tool ya n***a
f** a scholarship I'll rap to pay my momma rent
Every 16 from the boy is f**in astonishing
k**a Cros the God without owing n***as apologies
Ya f**ed up
Should've kept ya summer project tucked up
When Crosby hit the blogs tough luck
Cause ain't a n***a out there on the SoundCloud sh** whose sound round this
The immaculate around them sticks