Curtains Grieves & Mouse Powell

[Intro]
Broke ass, Bo ass, Lyin' ass, cheap ass, dumbass
(WHY NOT!)

[Verse 1: Grieves]
Yuh, yeah-yea-yea-yeah
Yo, check it, yo
I was running running with a backpack, full of rattled cans back in '06
Dolla signs negative, refining my focus
I've been down, I don't need to tell 'em what the code is
The car stays valid, regardless of where the crow lives
Look, they don't wanna see the boy bounce back
Buckshot bouncing off 'em when the round gets cracked
On the bad one
Been around the world, no daft punk
Jump up to get beat down, to fall back like
Baby, I bleed this
Ain't a damn doubt, in the crowd, I be this
Came a long way since making my thesis
Put 'еm all down, like, these arе my pieces
These are my leisures
These are my woes
Not on my level, I'm out of my own
Ain't talking 'bout b-shit, baby I'm grown
I ain't rocking that leash shit, baby I own
And now you know