Fah Real Lupe Fiasco

[Hook]
My heat too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
Forreal, not only holding we bust
Err'Day in the street my heat too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
Forreal, not only holding we bust
Err'Day in the street my heat too hard, I'm scarin' 'em
Forreal, not only holding we bust

I'm a pimped out nigga that walk with canes
Talk with slang, who ball from New York to Spain

[Verse 1]
Here's the issues, pistols next to what I piss through
I speak, get it clear like lalique crystals
Keep a vigil, your peeps want me to sleep where the fish do
So when I sleep I keep my eyes open like a fish do
So official, he's a gift too, give to them who—what?
Wanna see me in hell like breathin' in
With nines to blow my mind like Eve and Gwen
Don't speak to him (Ah), he get offended by words (Haha)
And send in them birds to get him disturbed
While they got in their cars and protectin' their pockets like
Revenge of The Nerd, ob-serve, games I play no like
Injured ankle, pulled hamstring glass half empty but full canteen
They always wanna rub you off when you lamping but...