come on nigga stop playing like u a bitch I couldn't do a speech for the party but I rapped instead it was so legitimate I had no words for the thank you's God bless you um like he already did but thank u too I make this money some how it made legit moments for me somehow this bitch gets wet when I talk about it she reads my lips so hella petite I get impressed when she touch my dick cause immediately she goes down I tell my niggaz go inside cause when u outside u ain't gon fuk a bitch call me sex um on some thugger shit niggaz on his album art should be dead cause I don't like snitches u a rat if um pissed off I was on the block when I used my glock I couldn't go crazy I was already mad est album I listened to that shit it's so lit I should buy a rolls wit my profits back then I couldn't buy shit that I wanted it was so painful seeing niggaz get what they want even them bitchez I didn't have em but nigga um a pimp right now um right on my shit I could bust all these niggaz but I ain't a cop I could paint a mirage wit that shit