[Verse 1: Treez Lowkey]
Leather jacket Michael Jackson
Packing b**h i'm bout that action
He was talking now what happened
Packing b**h i'm packing action
All I wanted as a youngin
Was some J's, I don't
Know what f**ing
Changed my mind
Maybe it was all the new designer
Maybe it was all the f**ing dollar signs
Waking up at night momma told me
To go back to bed cuz all I hear is crying
Father's back from work blood all on his shirt
Mother told me everything is fine
Father grabbed the gun
Went inside my room
Started peaking out my f**ing blinds
Cops surround the house
Woke up out my sleep
I must be going out my f**ing mind
sh** look at the f**ing time
Look to k** all you rap n***a's
Grab my backpack fill it up with work
Now i'm back out the trap n***a
I don't know how to act n***a
f** I look like Tom Cruise
Tom Ford with the new Giuseppe
500 just for interviews
I dont lose n***a I refuse
And it's f** your views
I don't really care
I got bad b**hes on my f**ing dick
Rocking foreign hair n***a life ain't fair
I got plenty but i'm a stingy n***a
You a broke busted a** bingy n***a
And these bullets yeah I might send these n***a
Keep extendes n***a ain't no indie n***a
f** that Ferragamo f** that fendi
And I keep that auto round me like i'm Jimmy
Plus I got that white girl talking Sydney Bennet
Been ate ? you been eating Wendey's
I know your fingers hurt cuz you pinching pennies
I just been winning just like the emmy's
Don't you f**ing push my bu*tons like any
Man I f**ing rock I feel like i'm Lenny, Yeah