Y2k

1, 31, 20 Ya dig? J-A-A-H-S-L-T B- is mad at me, cause I don't never give a damn I done moved up b-, I ain't comin' for a gram N-, put it on your life, you ain't scared to lose your life Almost died a couple times, but I never think twice Came straight from the south, so I don't never like ice I don't f- with no love, so I never want a wife I don't got no hoes, trynna f- on Ruby Rose Should've cuffed and I ain't even trynna hoe me Ooh, b- we goin' crazy, I ain't trynna die, but I'm goin' kamikaze Suicidal thoughts, got me feelin' like I'm Biggie I don't wanna go to hell, f- the devil, he can see me I'm excommunicated even though I pray to God I don't got no religion, mama think it's kinda odd I be laughin' at these n- who be flexin' all these rods Like ha-ha-ha-ha-ha b- Turned 18 had to get a couple sticks Move too smart, so I'll never be a lick Cut a n- up SLT slit, what you know about that? Huh, n-, not sh- I need a bad b- who ain't gonna stress sh-, so when I'm on the game, don't blow my sh- I don't got a lot of time, trynna spend it with a dime Even when I'm with an eight, I'm like, damn I'm fine I be breakin' all the quotas and I'm cold like Minnesota I ain't never been a b- walkin' round in Carolina N- actin' real tough talkin' round, but they be lyin' Hoes talkin' big sh-, walls great like China 97 on my feet, but I'm Y2k B- I'm livin' real life, not fake, 2K Shoot a n- one time, goddamn, good day Then, I'll pass it off to Eman, got hoes on the way, huh I'm hittin' b- that you beatin' to I'm gettin' b- that won't peek at you I just popped me a perc, I'm finna' put her a- to work And I don't even gotta take her on an interview Yeah girl, I'm kinda into you, you got a couple n- missin' you Them be the same n- dissin' me I'm flippin packs, makin' sh- disappear like a mystery Can't sleep, Xans, put me out my misery Couple fake n- askin' bout' my history Chains wet team, lookin' hella slippery I don't move without my stick I'll be jittery I flipped a pack, I'm finna spend it on bae She said she want a ring, take your a- to Kay I'm trynna holler at your friend, if I may Now she finna' leave okay, okay, okay I'm playin', choppa it be sprayin' Know I gotta beat it up tonight, since you stayin' I'm the real version, other n- be portrayin' Not one of my n- betrayin' Born in 2k, yeah, American psycho Diamonds they be dancin', they be dancin' like Michael I'm a young n-, but I don't got a idol On my own sh- so, I don't got a rival Better watch the throne, boy I came for the title Catch me in the crib with a Glock and a rifle She said my d- a tower, yeah n-, no Eiffel I just ate some p- and that sh- was delightful Not 2K, but I'm all on the sticks All my dawgs fight, n- Michael and Vicks I just left my finals, n- high as a b- My circle small and you square, you should play for the Knicks Man, hoes is cappin', that's The Cat in the Hat I just see a b- and think, man I'm all up in that I'm with Pat in the city and he move with a mac Attack and don't get smacked, all my art is a fact Kick it with your b- and she throwin' it back More sticks than the woods, I just rolled a wood Birthday 2k and I wish a n- would