jumped off the porch wit me head to the sky and feet on the ground wit extended clip 4pound no time to fucc around jumped in that cold water like i was michael flepps bn trouble since a kids mama always sending for belt to that bag ima help myself boundy to high to spend on bail most of the real niccas either dead or in jail what ive seen ill neva tell what ive heard ill neva tell what ive done ill neva tell ik money by the feel like brail uon want no drama uon want no drama i call it call turtle face the way the head pop out the shell u can call different cus im not everybody else ill splash your girlfriend n while her best friend help them demons come out when it gets hot as hell my soul n heart ill neva sell rules made me rebel im wit that action no tuckin tails grindin wit that iron like a train on rails fucc a yellow brick road im on the paper trail bust the sticc than stuff the sticc fire up nd inhale grab a bottle off the shelf let have a shot out the lord know my trails ppl wonder where i got my style when i do it dont ask how i had to get up off my ass cus they gone kicc u when u down ive hopped from couch to couch nina in my hoodie pouch