[Verse 1]
And im just tired of this life style im living
Im ready to die like hairspray equipment
n***as look at me like(repeat)
I never had a dream because I never go to sleep
And in my dreams all I see is haters
Sierra mist on the beat with no artificial flavors
They be like aye cal why you got to do that
She's a virgin that gave me dome so I guess I took her V-Neck
[Hook][repeat]
n***a tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting f**ing jail time
[Verse 2]
Aye shout out to my n***a Marty Creole
My n***a Sir Marloe
My n***as that get no hoes
My n***as that gotta buy clothes from f**ing areopostal
And really think they own though my n***a what ya own doe
My n***as stay behind me like we at gamestop
With some tube socks, about to pre order black ops
But sometimes I gotta take my plan and foil it
You said ya mans the sh** well I flushed him down the toilet
We them broke n***as that never had a toilet to sh** on
Now we got rap careers we can sh** on
n***as wanna get on, n***as wanna get on
Lets talk about money truthfully I never had none
But haters I'mma handle em
Get outta my space just like Tom Anderson
[Hook 2][Repeat 2]
n***a tried to jock me for my Ag-37
But first he pulled out his Ak-47
Not to mention he's 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting f**ing jail time