You can't judge me, I found a temple of God in me. I do as I please don't cease ma manoeuvre ability. You niggas hating debating all the shit we doin busy coachin ma moves, I need that shit rebuked. Everyday hustlin 9 to 5,hope I make a million before I age 25 And I can attest it I be on week for the bread. Please don't text me Imma better call you instead. Yeah, wat you wanna tell me,I could listen to you speak or just let you say your cheap talk keep it on your tongue. Lately I been smoking weed strong burning up ma lung. Lately I be sippin lean long till am feeling numb. Heavy with the beat light I be flowing on. This is what I wanna be, living reckless never willing to be pampered like a fucken child. Why is it so hard to let a young nigga wild. And you haters never earn the paper plus you don't know how, ain't a hustla but a playa to these bitchea that's a wow. You think you the best I be runnin on this beat cause you slow and too wack. Imma killa with these verses like a pastor, You need to go and practice. I give ma niggas loans but I never ask em back. You can't do me no favour pussy nigga see you a later. And up for the chedda saving up a couple bucks. Listen for the better don't you let it ear out You niggas do know better but you can't tell me to now.