Lyrics
You know that feeling you get
This that
Just be honest with yourself, man
You ain't getting no money, dawg
Oh, yeah, I know
Hey
Facts
Yeah, she headstrong
Hey
Uh-huh
We gone do it for the bad boys out there
Yeah
OK
N*** get smarter
So N***, is targets
You got hit with your hitter
Retarded
Never neat enough when sh** get messy
They calling me to clean it up
Mr. Wolf, even my b****
A Crook
Gotta make swift decisions
It mean what you really spittin'
Time ticking
Can't rewind this one
Life's a divine vision
My mind's risen
It's flying distance
They ride Diznic
Boy
Quit crying Christmas
You're dying wish list
They found him, where they find fishes
For trying b**** sh**,lil lying n****s
Turns out, I burned out
Then learned everything you can learn about through word of mouth
Riding around in a dirty south with a burner out
Like hold on homie
Turn that down
What dude tell Cain
Well what's up now
You want war
Well lace ya boots
Kill you with the same 38 from Juice
Just to pay tribute
Don't lie
Ball
Don't lie
Ball
Don't lie
I was a good guy
I'm insane now
I done am pow
Too many times to change this trial
Only judge can god me
Get life over a dead body
Feds got him
Lookin' like Luca Brasi
Hard to maintain sobriety
When all your dawgs getting picked up
In this humane society
My brains define me
My lane is irony