Yeah Watch out for me on the block baby I put you on the lock baby Snappin ankles like I’m playin with the hawks baby Put you in to final days like that boy was eighty Rappin like I’m slim shady Yeah rappin for one thousand That boy was doomed like he was surrounded I own that boy like he was founded Knock in people out like I was round up Weed killer That boy was soft like he was a kicker Y’all are nutty like a snicker Y’all crazy You can’t make no money you all are so lazy Get mashed like some potatoes and gravy Y’all are makin lists about the best I don’t care what ya think all that matters is what you get on your test At the end of the day I’m blessed Y’all finna get finessed Knock a boy a metal out his mouth I’ll take ya down south Stop yellin this my house Rulin kids up like principal dykehouse Light up the court I had to hit the firehouse Yeah I’m just a little kid With big dreams To get there dreams some things I had to forbid Lookin back on the little things and the things that I did Yeah I’m wearing yeezys I’m ice cold like a fall breeze Liek the wind that blow through the trees