I'm still lost in my own zone in the living room Like I'm dead to the world playing Donny Hathaway
Patron shots I consume taking the pain away Each sip bring me closer to my doom
Sun shining bright through the crack in the blind
Thinking to myself this morning what happened to time
It's passing away the world decides it ain't what it used to be
Everything I love don't mean what it used to mean
For example spitting a 16 No thrills feeling numb like I'm of Thorazine
It used to be n******e I was addicted to this rap thing
Now I'm just trying to trap cream
Enough drowning in my sorrow never put off tomorrow
What you can do today that's my new motto
With that said I roll out the bed
Hit the showers it's time to get this bread now make dollars
I woke up in the morning washed my body put some clothes on it
After that put on my heat like Alonzo Mourning
Cause everybody got a gun it's like they're copy cats
So me without one is like I'm dated
I'd be out of style like Adidas and fat laces
Starter Jackets and dookie ropes or whatever the late 80's had favored
I'm one of the best of my Homo Sapiens
One of the best of God's creations
He shows favoritism everytime you hear the record on radio stations
I know you mad you ain't gotta say much I can feel you hating
Serving mc's like waitress Andre Agassi multitalented
Rapper slash athlete killing these n***as they're screaming in agony
Half of these n***as ain't half of me
Half of these n***as ain't talking 'bout nothing yakity yakity
Pushing my buttons like plaid shirts clapping them rapidly
Actually Kurt Co Bain Ten years in my career pray to God that I don't blow up my brains
Lord I'm here
Great Depression I don't know much all I know is studio sessions and how to get my bars up
They call me Subway sandwich the way I give them cold cuts
Cut from a different cloth and these Yves Saint Laurent jeans
They cost so much
Usher
Either way I'm caught up in materialistic
Anything that's custom best believe I'mma get it
Getting tired of it and get rid of it don't step on the Compton premises without your weap on on your hip
The home of the stray bullet that murder the innocent
No matter the crime rate I still remain content
Moving at my own pace cause if it don't make dollars
Then it really don't make sense and if you can't comprehend
I holler like a rottweiler behind a backyard fence
Holla
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I woke up this morning counting my cash
Girls calling me now straight throwing the a*s
I threw on my T I grabbed my b***h
Laced up my chucks rock sharp as a piece
They used to call me a creature but now I'm a beast
With my voice on the beat I'm the voice of the streets
From my head to the feet I'm bad to the bone
N***a I won't stop 'till I'm add to the throne
Dog I ride with the chrome gotta be safe in this s**t
Call me Pharrell boy I keep me them Clipse I don't ride on no skateboard I roll with some grinders
Trapped in the hood far from Giligans Island
I was a d**g dealer but now I'm a wild spitter
N***a I'm more iller call me a hospital
You got the hiccups I got this fluent as s**t n***a
I spit a bar straight ruin your s**t n***a
Known as a mack I can influence your b***h
I'm the reason these n***as be handcuffin' them quick
I'm the reason these b***h n***as be playa hating on us
See them in the streets these n***as don't be saying nothing
But keep on talking you ain't ready for beef
Jay Rock down to bust a n***a head in the streets
I can't help it the hood flow through my blood
This gangbangin s**t should be considered a d**g
Everybody doing it now I see you rap n***as
Wrong place wrong time that's how you get clapped n***a
Raised in the projects money my object
They standing in my way like a frog I dissect them
You'll get shot walking through my section
Now you a verse all in my session they say life is a school
Everyday is a lesson well I get kicked out s**t got me guessing
S**t naw check my ghetto report card straight A student in every class up in the Gardens
Money over b***hes n***a I'm heartless
Money over b***h n***as rich is my target
Target
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