I aint playing games like phil foden. move to the sweet one skin tone golden. Spit truth no lies that i ever toldem. Keep my cards to my chest like Texas holdem. Doc playing with my meds, and messing up my head. Blue lights on the peds than im running from the feds. Lifes to short im gonna end up in court. Remember lessons I was tought and the battles that i fought. look you know i got the crown. I'm gonna run up going through the town when i when i get around I'm driving my car safe and sound look I'm back on the feature you know when you put me on the track you know I'm gonna beat ya look I'm the class I'm the teacher but didn't you know I'm the meisier I'm the preacher Babe i see you in the light. your my, turkish delight. i'll take you for a spin for a meal for a bite. than we'll go back to mine for the night. i got to thank you for showing me what's right. we ain't putting up a fight. she loves my flows she knows my bars are tight. got my goals in sight and my futures bright.