[Verse 1] I'm at the point where sh** out cla**ics on daily basis Let's face it this rap sh** to me is a second nature Used to struggle with the pad but now I struggle not to tape it Long stroke but she love me so she struggling to take it 20 years into this game we call life I'm still a f** up only difference I'm surrounded by lights And got my bucks up like Milwaukee with Jabari Cruises and safaris 5 star chicken parm come in after calamari Lord help em Lord save him ain't much that he can do Bedroom full of sins and a bottle full of gin When I wake up in the morning whats the point to repent? I drop a song they sing a long and we do it again Chapel Hill K Dot Harnett County Drizzy I ain't been back in a month I'm up state gettin busy But if my city really need me two places I be Inside my girl or I'm ridin the beat k**a Cros n***a [Verse 2] Every time I get on Twitter I get sick to my stomach, the amount of ignorance in my generation and hating and the bickering back and forth is all in abundance But if I saw you streets n***as wouldn't say nothing, f**ing pathetic Hide behind you iPhone 6 and talk that sh** got a crew in Fayettenam that only talk them clips Catch a fade like Odell he got a momma, oh well sh** he shouldn't mouth off to them savages from the sticks Don't let the education fool ya if I gotta I'm a tool ya n***a f** a scholarship I'll rap to pay my momma rent Every 16 from the boy is f**in astonishing k**a Cros the God without owing n***as apologies Ya f**ed up Should've kept ya summer project tucked up When Crosby hit the blogs tough luck Cause ain't a n***a out there on the SoundCloud sh** whose sound round this The immaculate around them sticks