Flying high bi*ches never get riches, real nig*as realize real lies. Listen, talking while am walking should i be thugin’? Why every rat under me digging? Mumbles singging on a mic. Bi*ches cheerin’ and clap (Lil Wayne) (Lil XAN) (Lil d*ck), will I have to hear’em every day with a pain?  Mumbles trying to reach our level. Now till me how you feel when i throw you to the river? Trust me, when I blast at ya, your mouth will bleed quicker Running from cops, screaming am a kicker. Calling all phonies rappers on a live, leave the game don’t you feel god dam shame?