stick to the caps that's so real how running up but can't feel pull up on yo shit ye I steal gun on my hip ye it's real what's the deal he on me time to grow time to heal puffin clouds smoking green not a opp I'm a fiend been stuck inside quarantine imma see, time to go life a show, pretty soon some years go I'm no more built me up from the core my raps hard they want more imma baker mixing flour money in my pocket don't mean power it's OK to hate you a doubter bih his life is stale bih its sour I'm 6ft tall not a coward fee fi Foo fum he sketchy speak soft carry big that's teddy bitch you here but u not ready rhymes so hot ye they deadly imma keep it down like I'm drizzy it's OK it's OK I'm go find Me shit to claim like I'm the US of A gun hoe genocide find the right guide in life fore time leave expire