[Verse]
I don't about catchin' a case
I don't worry about money
More cake
Mean n***as more fake
I trynna catch up
We ain't on the same pace
Closed cascet
A shame what I did to his face
But we can do an album in a week
You lookin' at a beast in survival
When I'm writin' this coke
When I'm spittin' this crack
I'm the reason that your Sundays black
I don't really wanna hear none of your corny raps
I'm loadin' lots of clips
Mister gun play is back
Are you still real recognize real
When I look at you
Real don't recognize real
Drugs k**
But I still drikin' liquer
And pop pills
Got a problem
But now I just get your paps k**ed
I say what I feel
I got motives
You a snake in the gra**
And I'm cranckin' up a mower
Motherf**er