but I like this feelin' I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up My wrist shinin', 'cause I stay grindin' I'm the man of the future I got white diamonds, red diamonds Shit I
don't work man I'm tellin' ya I'm over the stove (stove) Saying I'm just saying I ain't playin' I'm over the stove [Verse 1:] I'm in this rap game dope
some change Now I'm in the Range or airplane, it ain't a fair game How I end up, Benz truck with my ends up To prove city housin, wheres plenty wildin
nothin from me I'm hungry for it, I'm fadin niggaz 'cross the border And if they want war, we can war (we can war) I'm chin-chose down to the floor (uhh
deal how ya feel? Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like I stutter Oxy moron don't be dumb I school niggas like the united negro college
blazing skunk, overdose if you can I ain't saying I'm the man, but I'm your host with the plan Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel what I'm
out of need, never greed No wonder I'ma fiend for the weed I'm hopeless [Chorus: x2] I'm noticin' that I'm hopeless, only roaches could help Cuz the
, so girl I'm gon sacrifice I'ma leave, these hoes alone Hoes can't call my phone, and every night I'm coming home [Hook: Devin the Dude] I'm coming
Astro-dome Frequencies get cloned, while I'm getting my mail on on my [Hook x2] [H.A.W.K.] Of course, I'm in convertible Porshe Race horse golf course
to hush Riding 20 inches, on my 6-4 bus Step out of line, I got to bust Leave out of state, remain anonymous I'm bout the dollar, in God I trust Don'
like Jack and the bean stock I'm passing four raw, with sixty open some vaults I paid the cost, a certified Mafia boss And over a quarter a million dollas
Blow Fuck chasing the cat, we bout chasing a stack Crack weed or stracks, if you want it then holla back The truck is Cadillac, and I'm sitting on chrome And I
dollar I spend on wax , I turn it back into cash Jetting back to the lab, I'm getting back on my job I'm fully backed by the Mobb, I keep my back to
I need and I know what you want Let's go to the beach, we'll lay in the sand And I'll prove to you that I'm a real man And the way it felt, it was real
Verse 3: Brother Marquis] You can say I'm desperate, even call me perverted But you say I'm a dog when I leave you fucked and deserted I'll play with
my bitch, how the fuck she gon' love me? I love that bitch, why the fuck you gon' leave me? I'm in the green room and I'm fucking up the scenery With