all I wanted was to live my life without the paparazzi intruding such a fucking nuisance feeling like a prince must be mulan but I ain't no bitch overdosed on the bullshit he'll yeah they can't stand me I can't stand them weed in my lungs and I am sipping on the lean walking sideways and my eyes them lean run up on me if you want but I'm hear with team and they all mean jiggy bopping like my name mo stack going hard tryna get my own stack most of these rappers overated they wack my boy silent be the riding boss forever paperchasing not the clout what they talking about we was running up in houses like the cat looking for the mouse's nigga got blasted and still talk shit with your toilet breath whose dog this like trinity dodge this the riding not the hiding type never ran from a fight kept the link tight till we get it right they don't play games so we never smile and if a boy slip then on sight Knott tied drag him in the ride showing this boy what violence is like tell me about tek time see my tak9 on the side known to take life say your beddy bye in a send you sky high apart of the mile club ain't Michael but I'm a jackson punk bare punches but there ain't none best of genz thats ready for the slums is there any other like me I beg you send 1 niggaz want revenge after he got spun don't care where he from cameras ain't gun ain't promoting it but when it bust i come dun man dance yard man thing where the rum call two chicks then I splash cum glazed donuts tell young m.a have some I know she like the dik she can bring her socket cum