Tekst piosenki
*House* full of insanity, *mouth*ful of profanity
*Doubt*ful my humanity gonna make it now candidly
Kant chu see Godz damaging vanity yz he damn me
ANSWER ME hammer me but kant vanish me understandin me?
*expand da cheeks* cuz my life is FUCKED from random fees
Managing *alotta bills*
Wantin *dolla bills* dey demand 2 c”
Nigga I dunt make a grand a week kan’t compete damn da peep
Dat landed me wit popz dat slams n beats n cops dat scam da streets
*clans of geeks* crammed in seats *poppin zans* 4 weeks
N gangs readi 2 bang cuz mayne dey go ham 4 beef
Hard 2 change da man I am 2 da man I plan to be
When gettn n a jam n me go 2getha like sand n beach
*can it G* da fantasy wurr fans of me ran da streets
Copin wit reality by smokin up sum grams of weed
And to me dis is my *last shot* 2 support my family
Fight is on microphone iz wut dis DJz handin me
I AM DA KING
Chorus:
Amount of girls are minimal, no one’s that’s dependable
When its time to fire whos, hired I’m expendable
Can’t depend on my ken and folk, dey against all my sins dat toll
Since den I’ve been my onli friend n foe, so I get fucked up off gin and dro
Amount of girls are minimal, no one’s that’s dependable
When its time to fire whos, hired I’m expendable
Can’t depend on my ken and folk, dey against all my sins dat toll
Since den I’ve been my onli friend n foe, so I get fucked up off gin and dro
WHOA!….So I get fucked up off gin dro…..2x
*I’m dope* but broke as a joke, *like da rest of you*
Hope izza joke at best when ur stressed n to
The point u jess kould careless about sets or crews
Less to prove 2 teks wit dudes when u got debts n dues *Beat Drop*
Hungry but no money hunny 2 get bread 4 food
I’m no dummy sonny u dunt get checks from school
Get Rich or die tryin bitch yes its best 2 choose
Or get by and try livin nigga deaths 4 fools
My ass gotta get cash correct accept da truth *TRUTH*
When ur denied the green *GREEN!* do u accept da blues *BLUES* (ECHO)
*Live it up or give it up* wut you do next is proof
My x had sex wit groups I thought NEXT kept countn loot (DEUCE)
Rep da chi ’till I die while I rep da youth
Wurr all we kurr bout is money blunts sex n brew
I’m bout 2 b problem, dis must b a test 4 u
I have the *right 2 win* cuz I was *left to lose*
Chorus:
Amount of girls are minimal, no one’s that’s dependable
When its time to fire whos hired I’m expendable
Can’t depend on my ken and folk, dey against all my sins dat toll
Since den I’ve been my onli friend n foe, so I get fucked up off gin and dro
WHOA!….So I get fucked up off gin dro…..2x
Whoa
*Striven* on wut I *envision* when I’m *livin*
Given da chance 2 enhance how much I’m spendin from spittin*
But is it wishin, when everytyme life is pitchin i’m missin
So my position is given *less den fuck* how I’m livin
Addiction tah da prescription drugs dat *I’m mixin up*
Twistin up *doobies* wit *groupies* dat’d *do me* afta fifths of bub
Description of a nigga needn fixin up *I’m trippin brah*
Livin it up becuz da feelin iz rough when life is endin abrupt
Ask da *children above* da feelin of villians dats killn up millions of brahs
*stealin durr luck* of reelin n bucks dats da way da cards r dealin becuz
A thug killd 4 a nigga 4 elven bucks, otha kid iz up n heaven stuck
Onli thing he heard was KEVIN DUCK b4 da AK-47 struck
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