me think I’m going crazy But. Not anymore caspers hear time to fear the new goat Any rap I rapped I wrote I did on my own As long I got my headphones on my home grown and to bongs always bad. Bitch I’n her thongs telling me my wrongs but the dick long have her choke off just half of before I Back and forth Running the block Still moving drugs around the clock Want stop till I make it to the top Done been had the run round that’s why I open up my own shop Been threw blue mountain That’s where everybody knows me like I’m the captain Scotty don’t get to cappin Don’t even ask me shit when see me they already kno what happen All these so called rappers I be hearing on this app Ain’t worth a crap,passed em by a lap,where ya girl at so I can give her ass a good slap Bitch I’m good,any where on the map Still don’t need a strap Still run up in anyone’s trap,the dealer probably knows me if don’t he’s heard what I’m about Got mad respect in the streets It’s sad how some you call ur Selfs dads but can carry the heat Sit back in the seat When you feel you can take me call an we can meet till then be happy in defeat Really no one can compete Allan Scott come to take number one spot Rather u like it or not Sheet after sheet This bitch always gonna cheat Runnin game gotta be only way you feel complete when your being a whore Atleast gonna be one be discreet.