Letras
Catch me, gettin' photogenic wit' yo' bitch
Only wanna take a picture, cause I'm on the road to rich
Niggas wanna see me dead, but I ain't goin for no shit
Bitches wanna give me head, well wrap yo' lips around my dick
Lotta' niggas lie about the life they live, it got me sick
It got me sick, not talkin' physically
Physically no gym in need
I'll smoke you like a chimney
I'm goin on a killin' spree
Cause all you rappers talk about is weed & that promethazine
Addicted to a better me
Like, everyday I better me
Thankful for no got damn felonies
I can make yo' bitch laugh like I'm Bill Bellamy
Her feelings what she telling me
And I just come up wit a bunch of shit that's not involving me
(Shut the fuck up)
Bitch, like, like why you calling me? (Get the fuck off my dick)
I'm really, applying pressure these niggas necks
I'm really, from the hood but ion claim a set
I'm really, grippin' on the wheel cause I can't wreck
I'm really, puttin' my whole city on the map
I'm really, applying pressure these niggas necks
I'm really, from the hood but ion claim a set
I'm really, grippin' on the wheel cause I can't wreck
I'm really, puttin' my whole city on the map
Need a gat packed, uh
Niggas wanna take my life, but you can't have that, uh
You don't live the life you say you live & that's that, uh
Statin' all facts, uh
Draped in all black, uhhh
Ashton made this shit
Rip the pavement, wit' the bars I laid in it
From the mud, I used to shop at Payless
Do you feel my pain?
And when it rain, can I count on you to keep me sane?
Can you keep me sane? (Bitch can you)
Can you keep me sane?
And when it rain, can I count on you to keep me sane?
Can you keep me sane?
Bitch