ft. Action Bronson
Sit in first cla** feeling like sh** thou
Staring at the window with the mind of a skitzo
Thinkin if I jump, what Ill feeling when Ill hit the ground
f** that I want the crown, all fine about it
What in case that everybody dead
Thats why I keep the ? shading laying in the bed
Have a f**ing sleep over with my weapons
My Rambo nights are ?
sh** I made this out of nothing
Damn these ladies love me out in London
? save and graduate the onion
My mind is locked and they can done ?
Dog, what the f** is with your mother?
She got one leg longer than the other
One eye through the shutter
Made the transition from weed to bu*ter
Like spring to summer
I hit and lance my mind
All the motherf**er got his time, time, time, time
I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain
So bad, so bad, so bad
I nearly lost my mind, all the motherf**er got his time, time, time
I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain
So bad, so bad, so bad
I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain
So bad, so bad, so bad