(We become, what we think about. Now let me say that again, we become, what we think about.)

Yeah

I'm runnin' on fumes

False, and it seems, they get lost in the view

Fuck around, put your whole clique on the news

Put my neck on a noose, life a bitch that I choose

Life a bitch, I can't lose, even when I want to

Even when I want to

Yeah let's get back to the truth

Yall gon' act like you knew

Nobody fall for the truth

Throw a hand down like the government do

Like the government do, huh

Stepped, you have all been the same as the war

And the fuckers I tore

When you choking, evolve

You just spit for the talk

When I keep to my falls

Mental, keeping it raw

Like a dick in your broad, ha, ha

Mental, keeping it raw

Like a dick in your broad, pop-pop-pop-pop

Poppin' this shit but I don't wanna say

All of my slippers, she caught in the pay-pay

I wanna sell up a soul to my old ways

I keep a tip but she go with the copay

All of my low in the say-say

Open the safe but they don't with the AKs

Talkin' that shit but you never gon' play-play

Handle that shit fore' you turn into payday

I'll send it back to the safe place

In a morgue, coup, we don't settle with the fake-fake

Made-made sound with the place tape

That that boom with the pass and the last aid

Keep it all soft, you a fuck face

Now I'm all fucked up, bitch, I've been up late

Bitch, I got racks in that cell, they gon' say

I'm not the same but I put that on break

Been in the hill but she suck mine away

Bitches just putting my problems to waste

Fuck about a lane

I don't need a stick up with a bitch, in the space

And I hate all my shit, but I been a mistake

Pull out the clip but I bang to my bane

And I'm letting it spray, yuh

Bitch, you gon' lose my face

Bitch, I've been back to my ways (Yeah, yeah)

This shit alone but I stay (Yeah)

Bitch, I know better, give no fuck bout' my life

I'd rather watch that bitch die, yeah

Throw that shit to the side, oh shit, I

Ran a fifty on time

This shit a game to you pussy and that's why you broke

You pussy I've been on my mind

Man, I flip all the pain and I could be whoever you want me to be

Keep on fucking with mine

Spit on graves if I want to, bitch

Pressure's fun where I got you, bitch

I'm okay with my worst, I try my best to fuck up yall day, yeah

Ask about me, bitch, ask about who I keep around me, bitch

I can promise nobody found me, bitch, I'm on bounties in seven counties, bitch

Yeah, all of that bullshit took ten minutes, I play

I can't fuck up my check, not finished

Y'all suck dick, I've been different, no limits

Run that shit back, but you still hear crickets

Wake up, bitch you dream and bitch I win it

Salty, you don't get it, couldn't fit it

I'm just fucking 'round and bitch, I did it

Kicking hundred perfect since beginning

I just-

Uh, oh, I'm just-

Uh, woah, woah, yeah, woah

(Pop-pop-pop-pop)

Poppin' this shit but I don't wanna s-

All of my slippers, she caught in the pa-pa-pa-pa

I wanna sell up a soul to my way-way-way-way

I keep a tip but she go-pop-pop-pop

Poppin' this shit but I say-say, all of-all of

All of my slippers, she caught in the pay-pay

I wanna sell up a soul to my old ways

I keep a tip but she go with the copay-pay-pay

(Throughout all history, the great wise men and teachers, philosophers, and prophets have disagreed with one another on many different things, it's only on this one point, that their complete and unanimous agreement. Listen to what Marcus Aurelius the great Roman Emperor said: “A man's life, is what his thoughts, make of it” )