Coming straight up at your ocular

Talking about you tryna get some money, I ain't stopping you

Fucking with them fuckniggas and bitches I ain't blocking you

You got it bruh

Don't come to Kee when bitches got you ballin up ya fists I know you wanna push an issue but it's hard enough

No intention, life feel like detention

But you smart enough

I go dummy, fucking up the beat

This so retarded bus

Y'all so funny, I do not compete

Too far ahead of Yuh

Nine-one, Sixer

She want me her Mister

I told shawty she ain't worth the gas to start my Fisker

Water on the rocks but I still blamed it on the liquor

Super type of Brother not no ordinary

How you figure

Brother this my zone

When you step in please remember

Please don't waste my time or I get cold like in September, or Like December

Fuck if they frozen, I'll still smack you with my members

It get like that

Twenty three years I gave them love they told me fight back

Pushin for my passion thru the fog

Like Where my light at

Still I keep on pushin I'm a dog and learned to bite back

I wrote my pain and threw them all up on these hype tracks

I know they like that

Shawty begging me for more

she told me type fast

Busy puttin shit in play to get my life back

Bet I got a album on the way cause shawty type bad

aye

Aye

I know they like that

I got rhythm on Galore

You got a light bag

You can't get this at no store

Say I can't price that

Hit it from the side and had her grooving just like Mike Jack