[Intro]
(Look at this n***a, little b**h can't rap
You white! Motherf**ing bullsh**
f** outta' here with that sh**)
[Verse 1]
Baby you got me confused, with one of them other dudes
Under they breath mumblin', shout out to Spitta I'm crumblin'
All these haters that want it homie I keep it a hundred
Never fronted while you stunting acting like you hate it but really want it
I swear to god when they talkin' sh** it just make me smile
Cause you ain't no hater my brotha' just a fan in denial
Every time that you hate on me I get stronger when risen
Judgin' these lyrics by my skin homie that's racism
My momma white my daddy black but ya'll don't even listen
Judgin' by only what you see that's artistic division
And in the end creates an intellectual collision
But if you listen to my words then you would see my vision
But that's enough on that subject homie I'mma keep flowin'
On the tour bus, four of us, the weed's blowin'
But I ain't smokin', I'm just writin' while homies tokin'
Playin' this game until that sh** is broken
f**in' with honeys 'til they panties soakin'
Feelin' victorious, hella glorious, my story is gonna be depicted by
Me and my team as warriors that did it big like Notorious
Haters talkin' sh** gon' get the goriest of verses
(Yo, that sh** is whack yo)
Man what the, maaaaaan that sh** was weak yo what the f** was he talkin' about, everything he said made sense
Maaaaan, that's some bullsh**
I mean, I mean you can't say much you know what I mean like yeah he spit you know what I'm sayin' like
His lyrics is good and you know, he k** it with the flow but, man that sh** s**ed though, yuh)