Rollin’ Wit Me Haystak

Check check
Youre either with me or against me
In this life, ain't no in between

Youre rollin with me
Youre rollin with me
Youre goin with me
Youre goin with me
Get down with me
Get down with me
Everybody else get on the ground

I go flippin through my notebook
Tryin to find a clean sheet
Flippin through my cd's
Tryin to find a mean beat
Bring heat like august
Most rappers make me nauseous
But ahhhh
Never stop though
The studio was my sanctuary
May not be legendary but for now im necessary
They call me a good man, hell
That's hereditary
They show me so much love its like its always February
Barely made it, but im here
And you got to hate it
I show you the difference between winning and being nominated
Under-rated
From the first, had this undying thirst
It just got worse, non-stop search for my next hot verse
I worked until it hurt, made sure I was heard
Unloaded on other rappers, committed murder with words
Emerge from the pit, scarred up, but still spirited
On some new shit, like "uh huh. now hear this!"