Can't be mad 'bout whatchu passing up
Ain't gon' be too many after us
ni**a, pass the dutch (I don't know, sh*t)
Looking good witcho dress on
I'm tryna get my sex on
Wait a minute
One day you gon' have to slow down
Plant your feet in the ground
I hope you ain't giving up on me
Don't forget who you supposed to be
I've been watching you this whole time
You don't have to hide
I would paint the skies yellow for you, baby
Ain't it crazy, all these guns and violence
If every rapper is a G, then G's don't move in silence
Dreadlock ni**a smoking tree like I was from the islands
I do this so I can survive what I go through in private