[Verse 1]
Promised myself when I got free I'd spit the world's shittiest rhymes
So niggas hoped I never came home like P. Diddy and shined
Lord give me a sign, tell the governator, Kobe, and these L.A. rap niggas this city is mine
I got now, fuck who got next
Pop out like the loch ness
Moon boo from the hot lex?
Then get the hoes topless, set summer jam
We with them guns fam, shit
For a hundred grand I'd turn rap to Vietnam
Have niggas running in place like they do in the running man
With son of sam
Carpe diem, I seize the day
Never know, I might leave today
I wonder if heaven got hood or section 8
Life's a bitch, but the sex is great
So stop acting like me getting my swerve on is a crime
Even Jesus turned water to wine
[Verse 2]
Even stray bullets take breath away
So I'm blessed just to see next yesterday
We still here like death and taxes
Shoot straight from the lip like Brazilian waxes
White t shirt, Nike air maxes
Been around the world off this rap shit
Pouring out fifths for the dead homie
Pure white henny imported from France for me
Transform me like Optimus Prime, rocking this shine
Knocking this dime, probably won’t stop me from popping this 9
Fuck every rapper, I’m sick
I’ll spit snot in his spine like he not in his prime
Monotonous grind
Got friends concerned I’m living too fast
Nigga life’s a cigarette
Better burn this mother fucker up
‘Cause in the end we all just ashes
Plus haters want to smash us
Promised myself when I got free I'd spit the world's shittiest rhymes
So niggas hoped I never came home like P. Diddy and shined
Lord give me a sign, tell the governator, Kobe, and these L.A. rap niggas this city is mine
I got now, fuck who got next
Pop out like the loch ness
Moon boo from the hot lex?
Then get the hoes topless, set summer jam
We with them guns fam, shit
For a hundred grand I'd turn rap to Vietnam
Have niggas running in place like they do in the running man
With son of sam
Carpe diem, I seize the day
Never know, I might leave today
I wonder if heaven got hood or section 8
Life's a bitch, but the sex is great
So stop acting like me getting my swerve on is a crime
Even Jesus turned water to wine
[Verse 2]
Even stray bullets take breath away
So I'm blessed just to see next yesterday
We still here like death and taxes
Shoot straight from the lip like Brazilian waxes
White t shirt, Nike air maxes
Been around the world off this rap shit
Pouring out fifths for the dead homie
Pure white henny imported from France for me
Transform me like Optimus Prime, rocking this shine
Knocking this dime, probably won’t stop me from popping this 9
Fuck every rapper, I’m sick
I’ll spit snot in his spine like he not in his prime
Monotonous grind
Got friends concerned I’m living too fast
Nigga life’s a cigarette
Better burn this mother fucker up
‘Cause in the end we all just ashes
Plus haters want to smash us
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