Yeh life is so hard cant stop the beat going to take a fucken seat let's talk about it I got a glock I pull up on your block and go restock on my weed and go Leed the youth go to a booth and get in a fight yeh look at my life it's not so bright going down hill counting my bills so much money my head feels so insane my brain bout to pop but I never stop go hop the fence see lance going on the dance see a thick bitch I'm bout to pick witch ass I want to lick do a magic trick finding a tick on the chick and slap the tick then tap the ass then she came in last place marking my trace got lot of time finding a dime go to the shop and go cop seeing the ops running running and we thuginging then we come inside and slide sipping on lean my mom told me eat my greens opining up the beans then text up my team telling them my x is inside my texts and I go out and flex on the haters bye bye bitch