im lifting weight

im lifting weight, I don't need spotting the street can keep calling keep it brief when im talking no more choppin, rocking, twisting hard when I get it Mixing get out the system rats are bitches im Mad sid viscous I'll kill em, what a pity these lil bitches are dizzy know when they on to me fuck the economy this is not where I want to be I rubbed her like pottery so she got on top of me she didn't want me slaughtering my rap game I fathered it authored it, so don't go knocking it an talking shit, giving offerings the blow gets softened still smoke coughing she talks to me properly I got my philosophy im stocking up on music I know what time it is I got my wrist watch on I do it, I don't want to lose it you got pac songs on I got a bitch locked on a snitch talks lots turn those pac songs off get you block locked off it will hit u an knock your socks off rocks will fall out always talking bout going all out we fall out, like relationship that stall out like old mobiles fall out when they go squeel or pin the needle an peel ride it till the wheels fall off fuck all the dollars I should be making not faking, faith strong, drop Satan not going back in not a mental patient, don't back peddle when u say shit I can still see she still looks amazing im crazy for her could I do this for fame I smoke it really alleviates my pain I can't afford to be irrational I wear glasses, they're fashionable saintgee my handle im lit like candle fuck with me get dismantled im not gon fail im not frail I'll drop these like hail like you waiting for mail face this im waving my bail