It's been way too long, yeah, yeah Too grown, how would that be, oh, yeah
That's a good thing, yeah, yeah I went to AP, spent 200K
They sold me the frost, rainbow face They hope I fall off, ain't no way
I might be alright, but it ain't okay You got left, you ain't right, I went left
And stay left and ain't nothing the same They run their lips, I put my pep in the step
And my foot on the pedal, the range, shoot Like I'm ahead of the game
You said they gon' drop and they better be flamed Little mommy gon' top, she gon' feel I'm drained
My top five top in love with her brain, her girl's a C
Patrice and Mika, no squeeze, man, they love me in Spain
I'm getting beat, ah, laying on the jet with a, with a big body frame
Dressed like a biker, rockin' black Modular loafers, don't want with the lace
Pull out the title, yeah, right Hope that these n****s real wanna race
I got that fire, I speak * I got these fans gon' recite what I say
Hand me the ladder, this ain't no crack
This I'm do skydiving, I'm do skydiving
Got it, I smoke to the face Made it to the light, they still throwin' shade
I was locked up takin' chips for a trick I'm the boss, made more than minimum wage
These blue hunnids keepin' my mental straight Talkin' to God in the middle of the day
Ain't no human being to turn up my fate The more I get it in, the more they gon' hate
That lil' body beans, I know what you pay
Don't tell me I'm all one tonight Don't play with me, play with a mic
She suck with me, stop at a light These rappers ain't copyin' right
Get dressed up for potty tonight Two trim, I got him in tights
Two trim, I got him in tights