Troy Polamalu (feat. Madmax)

Remember the days

We hittin' the plays

I'm seeing these ****, telling my brothers I just need a raise

I'm coming right through

I'm sippin' my brew

I'm seeing my brothers, I'm tellin' them every time this how I do

I'm livin' my life

I live full of strife

I'm coming right through, I'm tellin' that **** I'm fuckin' his wife

I live for the rope

They call me the Pope

I'm tellin' my brothers all the time

I'm coming through, I feel so dope

I'm countin' the commas

I'm up on the come up

You put up or shut up

I'm finna go run up

I'm smokin' the blunt up

Pull up in the Hummer

You pullin' up in that Honda, damn boy, that is a bummer

I'm counting the commas, I'm up with the drama

Uppin' the llama, gon' give you some trauma

I sit in my office, I feel like Obama

I'm treating her nice, I got a good mama

I'm stuffin' the Dutch up with good marijuana

I'm feelin' so fancy like Dolce Gabbana

I hit yo ass hard like Trepalamala

Jersey on me at the Met Gala