Hugh Hefner

Imma big stepper Caught inside the rain Imma Hugh Hefner Can you feel my pain Imma go-getter Doing it insane Grab a three-letter And spray it at your face Niggas always wanna talk about the game and uh Niggas wanna do whatever for the fame and I'm Tryna be myself and stay up in my lane Wondering if I will ever ever be the same I feel like I can't do it right Wondering if I made the right choice in life Gotta stop freestyling time to sit and write Serious how you gotta take it if you wanna make it your life Yeah this rap shit no joke I know niggas on the street with the coke and the smoke I know niggas in the crib shooting up with the dope And I know niggas in the grave that tied a noose with the rope, yeah Real-life It's the life of the trife Getting high all day but stay awake all night Getting high in the crib to stay away from the life That takes niggas up north behind the bars for life I'm glad That I got away from all that shit Word to my momma big D was a wild ass jit Mr. Sticky fucking fingers tuck yo shiny shit Cause we gon' take yo fucking chain if it's shining bitch Imma big stepper Caught inside the rain Imma Hugh Hefner Can you feel my pain Imma go-getter Doing it insane Grab a three-letter And spray it at your face Niggas always wanna talk about the game and uh Niggas wanna do whatever for the fame and I'm Tryna be myself and stay up in my lane Wondering if I will ever ever be the same I'm a loser baby why don't you kill me Like a soldier in the field baby, why don't you drill me I can't talk to these niggas why the fuck don't they feel me Cause my words too real but they don't seem to hear em I'm stressing pressing buttons cause I can't Function in this world I need a friend To save me from myself I see the end It's getting close I might have to jump right in I'm tryna be optimistic but my parents and my therapist don't seem to fucking get it I'm tryna fuck another one cause she might fucking get it So I'm finna take another one to fill whatever's missing In my position, I done been through a lot Looking around at these niggas like who's next for the spot Bitch I'm next for the top Like I'm waiting on a blowie I been casting dice with Satan, you niggas would never roll em Imma Big stepper Caught inside the rain Imma Hugh Hefner Can you feel my pain Imma go-getter Doing it insane Grab a three-letter And spray it at your face Niggas always wanna talk about the game and uh Niggas wanna do whatever for the fame and I'm Tryna be myself and stay up in my lane Wondering if I will ever ever be the same