im alone in my mind thought running through my brain have so much to say in the wrong time the wrong place everyone always comes to me and i dont know what to say got the bills piling up and no food in their plate tell me what els can i do my stress is up put the roof i call my father no one answers man this shit cant be true tired of sleeping in the cold see my brother with no shoes my mama stressin out in public heard the green hit the newz heard the green hit the news you know im hitting up the streets git the glock on my side a nigha always goes deep, when you mention my name make it come with a speech you should honor and obey nigha i am yo king i will lay yo body down undercover unseen now you fucking with the only one the triple O.G got bags in the back,got girls with big tats, i will fuck yo mama grab a blunt and smoke it right affta and i aint with the low key shit,but if a body fuck with me ill have to fuck a bitch , and anybody fuck with me ill have to cut a grip got the money piling up just worried bout my buisnes yo you nighas tryna tear me down just remember everything that comes must go around every single days an honor to just wear that crown money flowin in my bank oh dont you like the sound