[INTRO]
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[Verse]
I just, think about all my past times, Get on these f**ing tracks and make these words rhyme. I don't even sell no dimes, cause i do not have no time, but i used to reminisce when me and homies as on the grind. All the time tryna' shine cause we need them new things, now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with 6 chains, i dont even give a f**, used to have a black truck, on the way in zip codes that i do not go no mo, oh sh**!, i got shows every mother f**ing weekend, me and my bestfriend and f**ing speaking, got friends from down under arriving in the morning, tell em that Makonnen is the best thing going, worldwide now you know it, finally i can show it, young boy in the city looking like i'm f**ing growing, all the way with the moon, ocean, sun when it be snowing, i don't know how i got it, im so thankful for the flow and My friends once again when they come back around, i remember all night we was selling that brown, to some motha f**ing junkies i was acting like a monkey, swinging off dem got damn trees, making hunnids of dem things, all damn night with Dawight now a n***a barely see, anytime of f**ing d** who the f** is me?, i just once was a young boy on the f**ing corner, selling all this dope from Atlanta to California, and now i bought it back all the way to the west, cause dem n***as in the east said i was one of the best, so im like let me go see if the rumors true, when i step off in the room, n***as be mad at who?, when i step in studios n***as tryna sound like who?, now got damn i ride around in black f**ing coups now, dont even need to pick it up, n***a come deliver me, feel like im dominoes the way they f**ing playing me, oh sh** its a game, n***a love my last name, girls want my last name i switch em wit my last game, hit em with some new sh** like, how the f** do it?, i remember being in church staring at the poolpits, like got damn, that water could make me feel stronger, then i seen that preachers daughter get k**ed by a gang banger on the f**ing corner and them girls was out here singing songs, bout sweet Jesus and how he was gone come back home, put my whole family on, as they f**ing waiting n***as on the eastside out here still hating, cause they knew that I'm great when i came from the south, now im hottest in the north,and sh** else to talk about,my like damn uncle sam who the f** is donald trump?, these n***as done f**ed up presidents be going up, now the life in America is all about the money have no time for no jokes, ain't seeing sh** funny, when my friends f**ing dying and d** f**ing colliding, everyday in communities b**hes wanna do me, n***as out here shooting bullets when we ride past, im like oh sh** what happened i forgot abour my dad, cause that n***a did me wrong way back in 96' now im feeling like a bad dog, looking like Michael Vicks, out here switching f**ing teams, can't find my f**ing path, im on the f**ing road so damn glad that i have f**ing twice nother day at life, i remember last week when i was felt like a bum, sh** be f**ing poppin now like a n***a is bubble gum, i remember a n***a being so broke i couldn't afford no bubble yum, now im seeing now and laters riding round in the latest jaguar supercar, saying im a superstar and my mom came to my release, thank God for warner but, man i never swear that i would leave California, when i was young i felt dumb, thought that i had to be gang banging, out here f**ing slanging d** but now all these songs im singing i can't think abour no hook, history about these books, all i know is f**ing dope fiends and a few crooks, they f**ing switch they ways off in the USA, now i feel like GPS when using im using that ways, in a app i could snap, on any f**ing rap, but a n***a hate on me, at the same time give me daps, i use tuh be a young fool, but now im feeling smarter, got damn thank God im feeling like a scholar, didn't go to college unless it was for beauty, now the girls love they want me out in movies, i done signed a stupid deal wit a new agency, hope they put me on a ucking tv show on channel E!, got damn im entertaining , oh sh** ain't complaining cause the money that im making is enough to buy Jamaica Uhh!, i love it, but sometimes i don't, uh i think ill stay but sometimes i won't, i swear that i shouls leave, what is up my sleeve, everybody hating, hating on me, so i fly all the time when i look at the moon, i remember being home, making songs in my room, but now i fly. All the time and i stare at the moon, i remember when i was young making songs in my room, vut now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon, i remember making songs back in my room but now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon, i remember making songs in my room
With my dogs, little 2 pitbulls, man them just f**ing died i swear this sh** ain't cool, o been hurting so bad i can't even call my dad thank God i got my mom, hope that she ain't feeling sad, bout the rumors going around, in the town what they saying that im f**ing new agent and im looking like satan, all im doing is K and the coke all night, im like momma no im not but she know i sold that white, so it might not sound to f**ing far fetch, plus you losing all this weight man you looking kind of sick, im like man no im not, i be running in the morning, im practicing for the world's stage so i can put a show on, that's is good as beyonce, look for my fiancé, retire off this rap sh**, chilling in the bungalow, got damn dont need no hoes, i just need the f**ing cash, i remember being broke, couldn't afford the f**ing dash, that's the bus that be ridin on western Ave. I remember being down there, crying for my dad, he like f** you im leaving, i was out there weepin, now im the man from, Acrin to Cleveland, and beyond doing songs, you know i could f**ing snap, i be out here looking fitted all the kids waiting for claps, but these n***as dont give me claps, they just give me stank eye, so i hit em with that whip. Cook that chicken one time, now yo girl say she wanna kick it backstage, i know what she really want, just to hit it backstage and f** around and break a condom, so she could have my child, and when a n***a fall off she say that i ain't sh** now, but i never will fall off, cause i never got on, im the same little kid, making songs in my room, now when i f**ing fly i just stare at the room, at the moon, in my room, at the same time im feeling like a bride and a groom, want somebody come and marry me, i been smoking all night, i should f**ing pay the fee, to the f**ing sulkers club, way i be, be going up, got damn nobody f** wit me, cause i ain't going up, on a f**ing tuesday but i got new news today, i could make plenty songs, slow it down anyway, all in the USA, they know im leaving soon, i remember making songs staring at the moon, in my room, now when i fly, i just stare at the moon, cause i remember making songs in my room, now when i fly, i just stare at the moon, cause i remember being alone just making these songs in my room, making these songs in my room, i remember being alone, in my room, staring at the moon