Let me spit this with precise ness
Ain't tryna hit a bystander
By standards end up lifeless
Got me off some bullsh**
Like arming Rodman with a nightstick
Whipping arm and hammer
Got you baking on the prices
So the
Word is, that I'm the hottest up and comer
That's only because a n***a jots down til' the sun up
Rebels with a cause
So we do what we wanna
And I'd like to tell mama that I love her
No guarantees to come home
These n***as steady shooting at each other
The family hanging tree, You just shooting at your brother
Feeding each other lies, These coppers is undercover
Find your self with your shawty with wires under her covers
God damn bro
This sh** is too real
Somebody go find Morpheus to take the blue pill
I need the stories to end
Ain't off no suicide sh**
Just looking for a companion to do or die with
(Hook)
98' to pieces x4
Higher than a Bobby on a highway
Nose filled with Whitney got 'em feeling like a Friday
Body slamming bodyguards
With Brazilian leotards
Promise I won't make it
sh** I'm sleeping through these seminars
And I understand college the sh**
But I'd rather do a college tour
Than in college and sh**
Moms worried bout these grants
I'm tryna pay off the rent
Sending labels my music
And I ain't making a cent
b**h I'm in the zone
Like I'm taking offense
Got standing all alone
Like I'm stuck in a fence
And all these other rappers claiming they pressed for a check
b**h I'm looking for a deal and I ain't got no connects
And I don't give a f** if you never f**ed with the set
I know you f**s with the music
That's 98' to your chest
Nothing less
(Begins to sing)