[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Weed elevate my brain cells
Sipping liquor while she exercise her brain well
She just another chapter in my freaky tales
Shout out to my niggas trapping to get some mail
This a cold world, plus life's a bitch
Haters trying to snatch her, I better wife her quick
Mmm;
What would I be without my mic and shit
I'm on tour now what type of life is this?
This the good one, I'm so blessed dog
But why my baby mama trying stress me tho
She don't no I'm excellent, exercising these 16's
Reckless bars I'm far from a cliche rapper
With chains And Cars
So much more a child of Gods, product of these project Walls
But she praying on my down fall she wanna see me flop
While I'm In the studio grinding in the hope to see the top
She always calling my phone with Negative Energy
He say she say n*gga I Don't give damn
I'm just trying to stack a dollar, you just trying to cause a problem
Trying to use use my baby to lock me down
You full of drama! oh you got a man now, trying to throw him in my face
I don't give a damn! a gang of women want to take your place
I don't want to deal with your bullshit, drive my baby off
Tired of the fussing and fighting with you trying to throw me off
Messy hoes, messy hoes all up in my business blood
Treadmills in their mouth running like a fitness club
You don't listen and you know I got a lot to say
Theres only so much in my brain I could tolerate
Weed elevate my brain cells
Sipping liquor while she exercise her brain well
She just another chapter in my freaky tales
Shout out to my niggas trapping to get some mail
This a cold world, plus life's a bitch
Haters trying to snatch her, I better wife her quick
Mmm;
What would I be without my mic and shit
I'm on tour now what type of life is this?
This the good one, I'm so blessed dog
But why my baby mama trying stress me tho
She don't no I'm excellent, exercising these 16's
Reckless bars I'm far from a cliche rapper
With chains And Cars
So much more a child of Gods, product of these project Walls
But she praying on my down fall she wanna see me flop
While I'm In the studio grinding in the hope to see the top
She always calling my phone with Negative Energy
He say she say n*gga I Don't give damn
I'm just trying to stack a dollar, you just trying to cause a problem
Trying to use use my baby to lock me down
You full of drama! oh you got a man now, trying to throw him in my face
I don't give a damn! a gang of women want to take your place
I don't want to deal with your bullshit, drive my baby off
Tired of the fussing and fighting with you trying to throw me off
Messy hoes, messy hoes all up in my business blood
Treadmills in their mouth running like a fitness club
You don't listen and you know I got a lot to say
Theres only so much in my brain I could tolerate
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