You come unto me just to question my roots But you could never walk a day in my shoes Fuck this shit, you can find me in the moshpit Been in the game for twelve years, what it do? Take it from the best, everything I do pops Fake ass bitches all around me

Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy Your baby daddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke I'm thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin' the pain Fuckin' a bitch, grabbin' her throat, poppin' out all of her

Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

Fifty five hundred for a new pair of titties I'll buy 'em like Jordans Give her a couple of thousands now she feelin' important Dick her down she'll be gone by the morning She got them ass shots that I like Pop a Addie we'll be fuckin' all night She say

Trashed and scattered again, I'm feelin' so low You waste your breath while fuckin' with me, my blood is so cold I won't be the victim, but the first to cast a stone Sedated nights to the bar room fights as metropolis takes its toll And don't you try to

Oh, living in the spotlight I think I'm gonna take flight Let me live 'til I die But I'ma be alright, I'ma be alright Oh, if it's too hot, too hot tonight Yeah, I used to care so much what people thought about me Now I really could give a fuck Now when I

I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ay I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ay, yeah But today is my day, it's my day And no matter what they say, it's my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good Think you gon'

I bet she love, love I bet she love All this fake love got me damaged I can't take it, I just popped another xanny I'm fuckin' on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don't plan it, yeah It's

I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell