um coming in different finessin the system now get in position lord um kobe i ont pass the ball swish they gone have to do they job bitch how u wanna eat but dont wanna get involve i remeber them nights i was locked behind bars scars from my past it made me a dogg get put on shirt get put on fox lyrics hit home like its poison givin u game like a old head blunt in the hand in the morning tatts on my face like a oye aim for the top or the colgate i need me a blunt worth a mortgage dicking her down till she forfeit un stressin me money im focused catching me sales up in loafers over sun benjis she bendin it over i stay in the rearview i need to move over she wanna run game so i pass the controller um stomping it down man i think it need more cutt i figured it out man i feel like i woke up u even seen bodies thats stretched out like yoga fresh bullet wound man it look like a cold cut they say i looker younger man as i get older cant fuck with u if u got hoe tendecies thats the home remedy bitch i dont kiss or hold hands