[Verse 1: James] Black chucks bet i pack it up And that a** fat i told her back it up Young James out here on that hippie stuff And yo fam look fake like the Brady bunch In the back of the party tryna spike the punch Front seat of the Chevy she can't get enough And this life that i've lived has been plenty rough Now that's waves b**h i've been tryna get paid I got heat and i ball in my city like wade Chopping them up but i don't need a blade Young renegade when you see me you see Stop tryna be me they swear this sh** easy I'm up in the morning Rain sunshine or snowing Look at my pockets lil bro they on swollen Look at you're nose its been crooked like Owen You've been filled with sh** just like a colon Whipping my Chevy it look like its stolen Heard they was mad so i send my condolence When i go to war i k** my opponent Flipping these packs making these racks I could lose all my money then make it right back If you sleeping on me then i'm breaking you're back I'm just smoking a bleazzy while writing these tracks b**h you a fake that's why you hate Skip you in line then i snatch up yo plate Ain't on no diet i'm moving this weight I be that fire you be them shakes Working ot cause i got what it takes I been all gas i ain't pumping no brakes She liking my style grab her right by the waist My dick in her mouth bet she liking the taste Pull my sh** out finish right on her face b**h i've been nasty Feel like DiCaprio no one could catch me These rhymes are so catchy Got heart like Apaches Can't ride in no taxi I'm feeling so fancy Smoking so much that my throat feeling raspy f**ing around you get popped like some acne b**hes in my city gone off the xannies Miami so shady I'm a white rapper but don't call me shady [Bridge: James] And i know, i know these possessions got me blind And i know, i know that i've been working overtime But what else could you expect i'm star and i'm gon' shine I've seen them signs its gon' be fine its gone fine it's gon' be