Let me tell you niggas In case you haven’t figured Life’s bigger this not a game It’s a bit more complicater This is not as simple as a Job as a waiter There’s some shit you need to cater like a baker Added little flavour Plus a lot of paper Hustle makers Is the one who taste her Got to do you thing If you ever want date her Call her the gold digger Like cash money made her But the bitch where Born down in Mitchell plain nah Dated a the guy That loved and hate He was a born muster batter He was that type of player Did his own thing Yes the hand penatrater But life ain’t always that bad bitch That these bitches all use to maker cause I’ll still fuck her later Cause to live is a what you maker Right that on a price of paper So that later you may read her Don’t over feed her you might Have to squeeze her Just life cool like a freezer Cause you know it’s hot On that spot That you go if you life like Like the bible told you not It’s quit simple If you think like Humble man you clearly understand