Ayy, I can't stress the fucking fact How much I hate my fuckin' life (Woo!) Drag myself through the days, fade Burn my soul just like a light (Okay) I was on my fuckin' way, straight Dodgin' 12 and divin' (Okay) Can't let them know that this bag on me (Ayy) Bitches, they claim that they vouch for me (Woo!) Where was you at in the cell was sleep (Woo!) I was in hell, living drastically (Okay) Stomp on his neck like a kick on the beat (Woo!) I came for Cris when I opened the scene (Yeah, yeah) Now I gotta pull up with my bitch in the droptop Got two cars on my neck, what's the pocket lock Where's my competition? This shit too easy What a nigga got a rap, ayy Chop them shits then pick and roll Your bitch on my golden pole Hit up Craig, get them racks That's all she wrote P.S. like from hell with a wish so well I wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already I ain't do shit to nobody, I keep my focus steady Copasetic how I'm trying to keep my life with these problems Keep piling up, 'cause I'm high up enough They got a price on my body I'm like "Fuck 'em" (What?) Back to the cash if a nigga really wanna come bust me Ayy, then touch me (For real) Do all that shit that you said you would do if you saw me Ayy, you prolly (What?) Jealous 'cause all of the extra shit you been talkin' It didn't stop me I kept on hustlin' now hunnids don't fit in my wallet Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in Smile on my face 'cause a young nigga livin' 'Member I was broke, but its been a lil' minute Hatin' on me leave a hatin' nigga livid Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in Smile on my face leave a hatin' nigga livid 'Member I was broke but it's been a lil' Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already We ain't do shit to nobody, we keep our focus steady Copasetic how we tryna keep our life with these problems Keep pilin' up, 'cause we high up enough We got a price on our bodies (Goddamn)