{Verse One}
It was 94
When Kurt Cobain
Got the gun out the bag and went BANG BANG
A soul left earth and a soul came back
You could say i was born again
I’m just saying i was born to win
A young pharaoh but a slave to sin
I hate when i cut off friends
But then again
It’s just what it is
Surrounded by women that wanna be the best dressed
Surrounded by n***as that wanna be in complex
I wonder why hip hop is such a contest
I never gave a f** about the n***a who’s next
I never gave a f** about “Mr I’m The Best”
I never gave a f** about a n***a with his chest out
Talking all loud
That’s why homie you’ll never see me out
I be
{CHORUS}
Up in the crib
Curtains closed
Weed all rolled
And my music on
My music
{VERSE TWO}
I get it
I get it
n***as always talking about how they be spending
Time and the money
With the girls on the weekend
BUT
We only see them on the weekend
But i ain’t gon lie
I can tell your vibe
And the look in your eye
You dont wana live this life
This life
This life
You dont wanna live this life
This life
You dont wana live this life