[Wale]
Uhh, uhh, uhh, bounce
Hah, look
Second place, I can't do it
which is why, I'm workin' through it
I'm just tryna get my squad through it
Why these n***as tryna add salt to it?
Goin' through a little mood with a few
Lord, can you help a brother get through?
Momma still gettin' on me
I should quit performin', graduate that school
I love a shoe, I hate defeat
A lot of karats, betakaroten
I can guarantee, November guarantee
Instead of carryin' me, these n***as carry tea
Mean muggin', y'all muggin'
I make an instrumental kick a bucket
Spittin' something these n***as'll f** with
It's funny them drums, they bustin' to k** your percussion
Heaven knows, Hell lies
That's why my heart, paralyzed
I wear it out, on my sleeve
Yet I feel, not a thing
Not a thing, badaboom, badabing
Bomboozed by the weak
Who am I to weep? Ran through some Goose just to buy the G
When I'm sober I don't like to think
With all these n***as, with all these hoes
f** all these n***as, make me sound haters with audio
But you make sure you tell them all adios
Cause I make sure I'm grindin' like I was broke
Though I ain't rich, know I am close
And I won't go anemic, my iron close
Even when I go Caesar, these hoes'll know
When they with me, they know they gon' overdose
See my thoughts is deep and my flow is dope
And you far from official, you open court
And I'm high as a forward that jump at the quarter
You might as well forfeit, you four foot short
That's all I got.. OG sh**
Until March that is, March
Indeed we goin' in March, March 31st
Nada...