Raised on the land on sun

Come my way no play all buzz

Gon run like me defeat by cuz

No home for a hoe in the streets too sus

Change from chump no rush

Change from the champ of the heavyweight bust

Overall one you succumb to fuss

End em all done for the game no trust unjust

Sipping that sizzurp

Cast spells like a wizard

I'm waverly hating me

Something the boy has been used to

Can't tighten up I got some screws loose

In that city got plenty of voodoo

Know that the crazy ain't nothing I'm new too

Baby I'm cuckoo

Maybe I'm done with the life

Working everyday just to barely get by

9-5 pay is not doing me right

Rather lie in the grave wit that promethazine

Enough of that rah rah sweet talk

Enough of that blah blah street talk

Old ass rifle like pee paw

Fuck off my lawn I don’t need yall

Stab em blood squirt like a pussy

Smoking Gary Payton that cookies

Find me on the court wit a port

This white boy jumpin out the roof like Woody

I just be sliding why yall just be slipping Saliva the finest and don’t got a face

We just been shining got hall of fame line up

Don’t get this lil line up gon catch you a fade

I’m running the game

Now they run away

Like im finna dump my whole mag in the crowd

Fuck they gon say

They talk lower case

When im in they face and im puffing that loud

Fat blunt look like it’s Butterbean

Fat pistol tucked in my dungarees

This pack so strong gon have you asking everyone around who cut the cheese

That luxury shit for the birds

Say fuck all dat to the shit you heard

Don’t need nobody approval cause my swag gon have them clutching pearls

Taking a crack at these crackas mane it got me cracking up

Tryna take my time away from work but she ain’t bad enough

They can’t ever get a read on what the fuck I’m crafting up

And all that trend hopping shit ain’t the only ladder up mane

Yall heard of me burden me

Ju end up serving me

Ju the grim reaper the preacher of burglary

Nuff with the has beens nuff with the 'posed to be

Nuff with these chains like a fence ain't no holding me

Shoulder me I put it all in your ovaries cloverleaf luck for the sun it's just coating me

Hopefully Ima wake up from the horrid dream

You telling me how it posed to be annoying me

Leave me alone imma die in the 4

I just be working and serving

Muhfuckers aint really on what I’m on

I’m wit the Mo’s like a terrapin

Walking out the muhfuckin forest like a wolf

All black fit boy I’m flyer than a crow

Call me W Ryder way I’m see all these ghosts

Overdose still da goat of south I know

Stupid in the mothafucka go ahead and say sumn

Im here with my dawgs but I still got love for my day 1’s

Pistol Pete of this rap shit I’m Jazzed up from this black and mild

Big ah hammer like Judge Mathis I think I’m fixing to act wild