I BEEN BORN AGAIN

Hard on the deck, like I'm wildin' for respect

It's a three-peat, CC, bitch, you in the D-League

Boy, you fucked up

Can't come around here, this shit is gated

We made it, happy belated, I see the race, yeah

It's better if I tried not to talk about the shit that's always on my mind

Money on my mind (That's right), couple hundred at a time

Try to fuck me blind, duckin' down, hear me whine (Ooh)

We outside now (That's right), milk carton in the back

We don't like to fuck around with them **** in the back

Pullin' triggers in the 'Lac (That's right)

Made 'em pray, stay bad

Aye Dad, Hercules want his fuckin' waves back, stay strapped (That's right)

Dancin' like a bad bitch, love on top my mattress

Hope the good Lord catch this, I ain't tellin' backwards

Lies just like an actor, Hollywood is batshit

Mama in the South still, gold all in my mouth still

Rappin' 'bout dick still and I lease a house still

Move my **** out still, need my nephew out here

God gave me a good deal

Miss my lil **** down low like a big wheel

Bitch, I wanna hit still

This shit for my partna dem, Devil keep on robbin' them

Expressin' for myself like I'm fuckin' Dennis Rodman (That's right)

Like I'm Dennis Rodman

Diamond dentures for my partna dem (That's right)

Golden rubbers from my pocket friend

Ain't no answer that's my partna dem

She so bad, I let her touch my butt

Yeah, sheesh, Merlyn what the fuck?

Line 'em up and you know that I'm shootin' (That's right)

It ain't no one business who or what we doin' (That's right)

Hit this gas, they break the glass and keep it movin'

To you basic bitches, I know I'm a nuisance

Sugar, yeah, gimme some

Gimme dome, I'ma smoke some

Y'all ain't want the smoke, been smokin'

Garden gnome shrooms, y'all, who is y'all?

This what it mean to ball

Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La

Valet parking, drive a shit whip

But I ain't broke, bitch

Rock my own shit, hit my own switch

Watch the clock tick, never ran and hid

Tell it like it is

Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead

Texas till I'm dead

BBQ and cornbread, like I'm cornfed

Here we go again, hit 'em one mo 'gain

Screw up from The Woodlands

Number six, been through hell, think I'm heaven-sent

Ask the preacher man, said I need Jesus, like I ain't know

Guess I found him, I am blessed, man

Breakin' dividends, let that money stack, see you copycats

I ain't trippin', but copy that

It's a wrap, keep my distance

Where's Waldo, but we winnin'

Me and my dogs ain't finished (That's right)

The real know, what's a billfold?

You can't fold, I stay grinnin'

No peekin'

Go ahead and try harder

You ain't gotta ask to put up with nobody

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves

Get on your damn knees

And pray sometimes with your motherfuckin' ass

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves

Get yo' motherfuckin' ass on out there

That's all you gon' be, a motherfucker

You oughta be ashamed of yourselves

Send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

Send 'em, send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

Send 'em, send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

They ain't knockin' no more

They ain't, they ain't knockin' no more

Send 'em, send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

Send 'em, send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

Send 'em, send 'em out the door

They ain't knockin' no more

They ain't, they ain't knockin' no more

They ain't, they ain't knockin' no more

(That's right)