[Verse] A record exec said in 30 seconds They can hear a hit And I think I already f**ed up this sh** Oh well Time gon' tell how I'm supposed to prevail in this rap sh** And make sure we all get checks in the mail Come from where you get checked and you fail You end up dead Body filled up with lead Even the mommas can't tell if that's your body or not f**ed around and get dropped Like a fresh coke white candy-painted Benz IO got the city on lock Pushing bars out a limo tinted car Watching out for the cops It's Do or Die A sawed off shotgun will surely make a pig fly If his a** big I'll roast it till it counts as rib eye Here I stand With a notebook in my hand Full of lyrics to get a million fans I know a lot of people want me dead Like a give a damn Oak Cliff, S.O. forever Screaming motherf** the man, b**h [Interlude] (Alarm clock beeps in the background) (Lil Cuzz): Ay! Ay n***a, what the f** you doing in there n***a?! Cut that alarm clock off foo! It's too early in the morning for this sh** You rapping foo? Ain't nobody wanna hear yo f** a** rap n***a Quit that sh** foo Go out and get a job or something foo! Pay some bills in this b**h, n***a! Wake yo stupid a** up, damn