got guns on state they tryna ask but its to late but its okay im finished im done got cars not fake been just kick it everybody bullying me saying im the gimmik but im not im finished got pride for state on line to late not done but its gone two knifes stabed through your heart got a shawty going to rip you apart got guns on state they tryna ask but its to late but its okay im finshed im done im done im done its not fun but but but but no hate but you dummer than Beetlejuice im not a hater but spiting facks in smarter than a calculator again not the traitor but will make a comeback later.....later. got guns on state to much im up late 4 down now im awake to much money cant count it 1 fork in the outlet ya can rhyme dont get help on line ya ya ya got guns on state they tryna ask but its to late your the winner im the loser your the winner im the loser cant win cant play its to much i have to kill myself today you wont believe it stay strapped i have the spotlight im on stage singing loud with the crowed to prowed got guns on state they try a ask but its to late....late...late....