[Verse 1 :Frat]
Never said I was a gangster
Never said that I'm not one
Never telling kids to carry
Never said that I ain't got one
Other topics come to kind when I'm try to do it better son
You fools is dumb
You get off and have fun listening to these rappers talk on
Things that they've never done
On the track I just fire the gun and watch 'em run
Pa** batons to eve in the evening
Pa** me the phone in the morn I'll delete them
I hope that my family still loves me even though they ain't feeling this
Lawyer sounds more secure than lyricist, yeah
But I've got to get over this
I've got to get over this
All my goals and my exes
All my goals and my exes
I've gotta get over this
And on to the next sh**
All my goals and my exes
But its hard when you're texting me, "hey"
[Verse 2: Frat]
I'm not tripping off, "I love you"
Thats something they say
Tripping when they see me up in public
Must be, something I said
But at least I know that means they listen
And when they feel all offended and convicted
It just reminds me i'm the realist
And I speak it in a song so when you see me i don't have to say it
My status is my CD, my tweets could be the playlist
I make music for real n***as no faking so if you hating
f** you
You don't have my permission to play this
Since Coffins I've been coughing. I'm sicker than ever
These rappers hoping that they catch it and never get better
You wrote me from Ohio. you sending me letters
Said I would never let another, until I let her
But at 21 who really knows there self?
I've been feeling 22. I know I've been something else
Told Bishup lets get working. Three shows this month
I'm just flirting but I'm really trying to get to know this wealth
I'll put in time
I'll probably put a ring on it
Frat in Forbes magazine got a ring don't it?
I like the way that sounds
Let him do his thing on it
Made the beat rapped ad singed on it
First impressions mean everything
So I'm dressed impressive, introduce me to m dreams
And I'm tell em all, "hey"