I'm back at it like I'm serving crack addicts Counting up like I went to school for mathmatics Fuck niggas ain't bout it they move ass backwards Try tah be tough and get smoked like a pack of backwoods I Only rap for fun, really from the slums Home of drugs and guns, put that on my son Remember being dead broke pocket fulla ones No bread walkin round pocket fulla crumbs On my grind for bread likes it thes firsr of the month Iil niggas doing what they can, I do what I want Niggas in their feelings enough is a enough boy that's a female trait why don't you give it up boy Livin life man no time for feeling stuck boy I'm too focused on this million dollar hunt boy Call me J Dot Dibiase, Brotherhood my posse We be on our shit, y'all be moving sloppy Shout out to my real niggas y'all bustas try to copy Act up if you want nigga, just another body