Quit
Hayden quit
Marg quit
You sorry b**h
Would you quit?
Marg
Uh, nah, yo
f** you mean why crushing my dreams
What's impossible for you comes second nature to me
How many times will I say it before they start to believe
How can't you see that chances are not an Adam and Eve
And rest in peacee to steez
When your young your way more capable then they want you to think, uh nah
I write a verse to keep my mind right
Put in a hearse and extend my life
Alright, im like
A little bit off some times
Still I'm getting all that's mine
You will never get to stop my grind
Yo
I'm like, alright
I'm like alright
Alright alright
My text books on the floor like I drop knowledge
Might be dropping, out of, college
I would put some money on it, if you wanna call it
Grow the beard out don't get carded
Or carted of the field from a Achilles heel
You know the shpiel... Don't put your eggs in one basket
You think this money that you make is everlasting
Nah that's not me uh
Can't question I really see yo yo
Going places you never stood or could possibly understand
Watch me run this f**ing game while you you're sitting there in the stands
With two blunts in my hands