Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill time It ain't yo fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here no For you to go I'ma gon' spill Everybody wants to be a showman Yeah they all got another one Everybody

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

Ayy, where you from? If that coupe came with rims, I don't want it (skrrt) Stock me out (ooh, yeah,) big block me out (ooh, yeah) Robocops, they out (ayy,) put my guns in the house (12) So much cash over this way (cash) No, no droughts Bunch of alcohol,

Yeah some kind of gift they're given That makes this life worth livin' And it makes a man a man Somethin' about a woman Yeah some kind sweet little something That I may never understand Oh there's nothing like that She pulled her hair back to sun her

I got the drink in me goin' back to back They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Oh man, oh man Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm

I believe, I say I believe right now Hey, hey, hey, baby You tryin' to make a fool of me, now I think I'm gonna have to use my rod I believe, I say I believe right now, yeah One of these days an' it won't be long, yeah You gonna look for me an' I'll be

Je voudrais être noir Et c'est pourquoi je voudrais Yeah, yeah! Yeah! Hey hey hey, Monsieur Wilson Picket Hey hey hey, toi Monsieur James Brown S'il vous plaît dites-moi comment vous faites Monsieur Charles, Monsieur King, Monsieur Brown Moi je fais de

Yeah, hey, what's up girl? Angel eyes, long hair, I see you cryin', what's wrong there "He did what? He fucked who?", we know the story, what's new? See I could probably rush you, tell you that he shoulda loved you Take advantage, fuck you, tell you I'll

What they want, what they want, what they want Dollar signs, yeah, I know its what they want Y'all ain't foolin' me at all They let us in the rap game I swear they let me in the motherfucking rap game Got a chick, I call her Lola She feel like the ocean

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up