[Intro: Ezzy] Uh, Yeah La-La La-La La La La La-Ah! That's lightweight hard ain't it? La-La La-La La La La La! Aye! I'mma start singin' Yeah I love you, momma! Yeah! Aye! Yeah! [Verse 1: Ezzy] I wish You could see the hustle In my fathers' eyes And you could hear the struggle In my momma's cries It got the kid traumatized This ain't dramatized I'mma meet my maker I'mma make 'em apologize, hey! I'm 'bout to blow My bomb alarm is almost out of time Ramen noodles all the time I'm feeling like it's Ramadan I'm starving Dram' I'm racing to this money I be paranoid Cause I ain't tryna come in at a tie For the dollar signs, hey My family's broke And I still be coppin' a ton of Bape, hey Got my closet looking like A planet of the apes, hey Ain't it illegal that I'm buzzing While I'm under age Every beat is catching fire Homie, this the hunger games, hey I ain't like them other slaves Boy I love the chains, hey I'mma need 100k For me to runaway And me and rap, we're going on a date I gotta wife her I just might propose On live television at the cypher! [Bridge: Ezzy] Who knows? Right hand on the Bible I do Promise to take you as my wife, yeah, aye Until the most high takes my life, hey, aye, yeah, yeah And guarantee that I'mma treat you right Unlike anybody ever has, yeah, aye I do!