after a long night drunk and wasted am tempted to slide in her dm men i if was your man men i wish i be em gat whips and the bottless we get wasted till we faded spent all my life chasing the pot of gold almost sold my soul for rap and fame i need a closure coz my life full of temptation i f i die tonight burn my body with the benji strap it with the lui vascas3 and air max the limited editon all my nighmares tunnel visions turn to missions plug my opps off the field like weed my garden needed attending fuck those witches i gat your attention switching whigs like fuck how even i know you bitch without the make up all my life drama the tyler perry's i learned to cry before now we making merry coz sometimes its the life the world is sick vicious they begin to hate us they dont fuckn mis us bat when i spin the wheels of fortune my life start to glitters thats when they start calling leaving dms like nigger how i miss ya aah yea labeled a trouble maker fuck the critics they dont even understand the mystics of great creator pausing for magshots yea ahh what you wana hear the papparazi like fuck social distance how you hold up when trisha left yah how about kisha is she coming back do you still love her ,am like where were you been when this nigger was born a bastard layed out to the world like a sheep for slaughter soaking wet in the rain with no roof to shelter belly half full with gruel that shit so viscious,am like yeah aah what you wanna talk about another rich rapper dripped and dapper or just another balck man rich and dumber my opps funny aah yeah they dont even heard half of me and they claim they hard and wet step out with kashmere fur coz the world is cold like winter this niggas black and bitter bought a whole fleet of whips now its had to beat ya aaah yea wish i was born in beverly all my succes would go un noticed bat how a nigger stand out succes in the hood over rated history is much the story