Letras
Ay look
Woah
Ay look
Woah
Ay look
Ha ha ha
I don't even know why I'm telling them to look this way
Cause they can't even see us, feel me
But its all good cause we can't see you either
It's crazy
It's like
It's like we on a two-man power trip
Look
I'm stuck on the pavement
My pockets full of payments
These gangsta habits got me drinkin' daily
I'm wasted
I crack a beer and face the swisher blazin'
I'm Stone Cold like two middle fingers
A big Stunna peep the crowds amazement
A bad child the one ya mama told you not to play wit
I'm off the chain other niggas still on that slave shit
My chick above the basic
Only Fishababy in her playlist
This shit is crazy
Look
I need an explanation
Cuz where I'm from the cain the undertaker
Mark is fakin'
I'm sayin'
Excuse my statement
My pedigree arranges faces
This man kind lived through hell we had to break through cages
I had to put a mask on just so I could make it
Damn
In this sport please excuse my flagrant
I'm wit a chick named Trish because that one my favorite
Fresh off the ropes I'm on that ape shit
Never that fake shit
Yo Ant, we like the Acolytes, but with accolades
Getting extra paid, extra shade, kicking comp, call me Johnny Cage
The world champ, who second ain't gon fall
Ain't worried bout the reign, look accident happen Paul
Ha ha
I'm steady great, DTA rattlesnake
Uh
I see McMahons, don't dip when the glass break
What ravishing wolverine, who cares when the walls break
Uh
Believe the Triple, a quad could be ya fate
Uh
You play the games, I win it, we living different
A Stunnas, not enough
You'd think these dummies would get it
Uh
I'm screaming what, keep talking, don't give a what
Uh
My Fingers up
Either that or an upper cut
Uh
You act an ass, Yo Uce ain't getting up
Ya bounty didn't make it,
You getting flipped with this truck
Imma mean SOB
I promise I just begun
You see the beers near
A signal that I just won
Uh
I want ya heart, pile driven the past
No puppies needed, get the bag