(Verse)
When ya think of me, ya think of the nicest
My slow flow's a modern day crisis, these freestyles are priceless
All ya gon hear is God damns & Jesus Christes
While these 90' beats become religious sacrifices
Rap game's ISIS, studio terrorism
Lira Galore came thru', helped me wit the lyricism
These is hard bars, type ya only hear in prison
Swag rap got ya blind, this shit'll clear yo vision
Grass cut low, so ya can catch em' being snake
Cause errybody real till ya catch 'em being fake
And I write my mean shit when I'm in a nice mood
And Friday's ain't been this good since Ice Cube's
See, behind erry nice dude is a monster
They say, behind erry bad bitch is a sponsor
Just remember that this time could be yo last time
That's why I'm out here rapping like it's my last rhyme
So, stop complainin' & get in yo swag
In otha words, get out yo feelings & get in yo bag
My nigga, yo biggest problem is ya care too much
And ya always around, ya be there too much
And it's, Fuck what ya heard cause ya hear too much
Ya just a looking ass nigga & ya stare too much
And ova here we don't care fo' such
It's so real, shorty still hop in & be like, Here's yo dutch
And now we rolling, blowing Cali in the whip, styling
She acting like it's a molly & her shit smiling
She ain't listen, she probably in the whip wilding
Suckin' like it's the Kylie Jenner Lip Challenge
Uh, play off game on the 70 inch
And I'm the type of player that neva get benched
Bitches wanna hang ya, neva the lynch
I'm tryna live this dream & neva get pinched
Just sumething 'bout my shit, I got it figured out
Bitch, I don't need yo number, I'm seven figured out
Nowadays, it looks like talk is all these niggas 'bout
Seems like the smallest pockets always have the biggest mouth
And being broke is a joke, I know I shouldn't laugh
That's why I come fo' errythin' they said I couldn't have
Befo' I go, only thing I want to mention is
Money ain't the root of all evil now, attention is

(Hook x2)
Chilling, sitting in a Ghost, quarter million
While all these niggas acting jealous in their feelings
Next few years, I'm a stack it to the ceiling
All fo' the luv & keep killing, yeah