Fuck all the haters fuck all these haters let’s get this paper I’m on a money mission if it’s dirty I wash it dishes Ima shark swimmin round in a pool full of school of fishes I hit the gas like a quik trip I hit the gas on a quick trip Damn I got sum sick wit Damn y’all niggas sick wit Hoe behavior and bitch shit My bank broke but my spirit rich I’m the coolest kid a nigga 36 Ballin hard till I crashed the Benz Y I do that shit, it was an accident don’t ever ask again Y’all tryna b somebody Or just tryna seen at sum party Shit, if I was back n the day, I’d smoke weed Marley Weed so loud I can drown out a Harley U got a problem wit me call me I would rather smoke bomb trees peace it out calmly After that’s done please don’t try to dog me We on the same team just don’t do the wrong thing And 2 wrongs don’t ever make it right It goes left, hmmm every time And then karma jump in line Bad shit gonna happen anyway, let’s do this grime Slime It’s the fuckin times we get taxed to work It sounds like a job before livin ur life first It’s was really 100 times worse They never reall ready when that tide turn