{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