back on the beat make a nigga go insane no wornder i feel the heat i can hear them say my name been no reason to hate me am just a man same old nigga born uzzing with the fame am on a new sheet lookin lit on fleek bounce into the crib pour dinero on the creek bubble bubble pop like you in a trampoline give her nigga beats make her naver chase bread am on a new channel gatting paper is the trend dont rap for the fame rap for the rap game in the game to the end thought there really aint no end coz i paid and they delivered the fever will never leave her and they'll feel pain when they see me again up like the nazarene take the cup of pain away from me them girls be lying coz now they all over me and am not sorry fam this aint not the end of me