 Yeah Don't fly on bench press. I just work my pimp hand Travel in the world backpack in a gym bag the chimpanzee with the heart of the ten man Not the first kid to be bad like Sinbad the first since first kids starring Sinbad lying to get a wristband Rap benefits and retirement plan hit Kingston to avoid my king stand me dirt nice Sandy Milan riffraff quattro crazy you can feel that impact in cats like damn that I just did that rolled out the bitch on the roof of the whip go fronts cuz my front tooth have been chipped Feel myself like I eat my own roofies and shit score says you gonna wanna make a movie of this Yeah, let's fuck around and find your body stinking under the nice tree bridge. I'm the same model Hurricane Carter ever since the kid I was a flame starter. I gotta remain or destroy your racket Shit, I got too many warm patches on my sleeves for y'all to sport my jacket. That's from the streets to the kids board I've been doing more weakness can stand shorter with the words of rose never I told you man the show wasn't over So I'm sharing recollections on that sofa with how these aspirations be the only doubt Who'd ever thought the road the riches be the only route you're bragging how you fucking up the game But your workers like a stain never noticed till you pointed out let your actions lead The rest of just follow Politicking on the roof with this African model describing the strive and the price you've been having to swallow Making for a perfect night with a glass of a scottle I love to conversate with people with similar goals because when I go to only people who live in it knows Nobody understand the struggle to try to get far Especially when the main objective is try to be stars work Ain't that's in my heart with long with the stress I feel the next garbage Praying to God in my head a devil talking telling me to Cherish my sins one night stands. We would never meet again Blood on my got me licking through the pain every time a funeral come gotta cave my friend looking to the sky Ex-sky why we living like this sometimes I want to bitch no license to carry got me gripping on my fifth murder Needle in the arm death to verdict I'm laying on the table when they pull the curtains and they tapping on my skin so my dinner is safe I can make an angel smile and a minister faint. You see it all depends on how I show the pictures I paint I'm a starving artist. I don't think that dinner can wait if I'm gonna feel what you gonna do nothing at all I do my thing through the winter spring summer and fall world crush to my palm life's a bitch Fucking a raw so that when my time comes give it birth to my future and I can murder you loses if I get word of my So watch what you're getting in the for you get an engine city full of right hands I'm trying to tell them people watch a cerebellum leak when they heard this All that talk is hella cheap city where the felons creep predators can smell the week. I heard some rabbits hate me I cannot respect it they life highlights is just my sloppy seconds been there done that shit And where you grow back up tabs fuck rat fuck pounds fuck that pasta baton cash my palm run that seat I mean to resort to violence Himido, I might as well be recording silence though with this technical skill Rap is getting slaughtered like Rico spit a poisonous dose can't deny that it's lethal But the guy on wrong shirt no one fly to me