ha ha u thought i was gone nahhh this my life i pull up in the cruiser ur bitch knows ima bruiser take 3 shots i take 4 bitch ur a loser.i waited ages to make wages i pass the mic around like its contagious but i dont perform on no stages bc im on a small level i aint evil like the devil but i keep it hot like hell sell that shit but dont tell im on some fucking loud preform infront of a crowd my mama is very proud but shes mad im doing loud.im stingin like a bee in life im the key i know alot abt rapper i can spill the tea rap is life i wrote this w a heart w a knife.ima cat w the nip talk shit and u start to slip i can leave fast like i dip read my lip i dont chip but kill these beats like im ted leave his body dead w blood red soaked in his clothes im hot like stoves il break u like a bone in my city im known to be cold like stone im finna go off but on my own time ur life is worth a dime