it was too much I been thur too much I ain't one leave behind I was on that fuckin coner mask was up trying sell them dimes you could feel victory rhythms cause I aint never tell lie birds flock eagles an feezy he Goin let fly favorite words from my members walk with me Im get you hi had some top from Keshia he'll yeah she left me hypotimes hypes beg for work like never did a clock before just htl just let me know we lock n chasing for them back ends meet me at da back door line so long you thought i had grocery store good cheese good ordors welcome to my party life if sa work is good but the money short an you ain't right feezy n that cut an that button going make you see da like never stand pick fight this that shit I never like