[Verse]
A record exec said in 30 seconds
They can hear a hit
And I think I already f**ed up this sh**
Oh well
Time gon' tell how I'm supposed to prevail in this rap sh**
And make sure we all get checks in the mail
Come from where you get checked and you fail
You end up dead
Body filled up with lead
Even the mommas can't tell if that's your body or not
f**ed around and get dropped
Like a fresh coke white candy-painted Benz
IO got the city on lock
Pushing bars out a limo tinted car
Watching out for the cops
It's Do or Die
A sawed off shotgun will surely make a pig fly
If his a** big
I'll roast it till it counts as rib eye
Here I stand
With a notebook in my hand
Full of lyrics to get a million fans
I know a lot of people want me dead
Like a give a damn
Oak Cliff, S.O. forever
Screaming motherf** the man, b**h
[Interlude]
(Alarm clock beeps in the background)
(Lil Cuzz): Ay! Ay n***a, what the f** you doing in there n***a?!
Cut that alarm clock off foo!
It's too early in the morning for this sh**
You rapping foo?
Ain't nobody wanna hear yo f** a** rap n***a
Quit that sh** foo
Go out and get a job or something foo!
Pay some bills in this b**h, n***a!
Wake yo stupid a** up, damn