[Intro, Bishop Malik and Saek]
The sun's too bright
My money ain't right
My people ain't right
But who the f** cares?
Stocks gon' plummet
I can't reach the summit
f**ed up in public
But who the f** stares?
[Bishop Malik]
Momma told me be the best man that I could be
But unfortunately I just became me
Now I'm sitting in the park smoking doobies after dark
Yelling, "sup kids come f** with me"
[Saek]
Aye, 666 tattooed on my dick
Plastic bottle of vodka, I know i'm the sh**
[Bishop Malik]
Woke up at one with a smile on my face and a gun
Words are scratched into my skin, I'm far too pa**ive for fun
[Saek]
Ayo I'm spaced out, listening to Lucy Ford
What the f** you think I'm trying to be bigger than gats and loosies for?
[Bishop Malik]
Eyes closed, smoking on a cigarette
Open up and blow it out, going hard or getting dead
[Saek]
Yo f** it, my dues paid are past due
I don't trust you unless you make rap music or fast food
[Bishop Malik]
I am a cra** dude, mixed up, punk kid ba*tard
That's me in a nutshell, last words
[Outro, Bishop and Saek]
The sun's too bright
My money ain't right
My people ain't right
But who the f** cares?
Stocks gon' plummet
I can't reach the summit
f**ed up in public
But who the f**-