................................................... ..................................................... Right now uhm so high my nigga Uhm hanging on the clouds Floating on the sky nigga Uhm really having fun Bitches on my side nigga I gotta lot of bucks Uhm rolling on my side nigga Busy cooking drugs with the portion nigga If u give a fuck Amma smoke you my nigga I don't give fuck yeah uhm a tough nigga They call me young creeper Uhm a vice greeper Killed a lot of nigga on the south side nigga Who were tryna kill me on the mic my nigga They trip but I can't fall out my nigga Always on the run top speed like a cheater..... Busy cooking drugs on the South side nigga.......... ..................... Pre verse.. Busy ducking bullets from the police nigga Foot on the gas Never stopping nigga Always on the chase yeah Uhm Racing for the check ..................................... Verse 2 Yeah I don't need no mess yeah I got lot of plans Uhm tryna win my bets I don't give a damn I don't give a shirt Yeah uhm the man And you can bet on me I will never lose Mama raised no fool But made a tool If even when I had it hard Gotta play it cool Gotta make a loop Gotta take a shoot Gotta stay true ..................I gotta make it through........ Mama raised a delicate flower my nigga I got make it out with her power