Hopsin said f** the label
Dizzy he stuck with Dame
SwizZz working on his album
And me, b**h I'm still insane
Popped a few pills to deal with the pain
Prefer the money over fame
She'll f** for a gram of c**aine
Goddamn [?]
Used to stand by the stove when the heat was off
The preachers couldn't reach me what Jesus taught
That's the same language that kept the slaves in line
I walk out the house I'mma bring my nine
I don't trust a broke n***a's frame of mind
These f** n***as all wear the same designs
I'm still the sh** through the change of times
Toast to the real have a drink of wine
I woke up like this, why the f** is you living?
I take your life if you f** with my children
Forensics came and scraped his brains of the ceiling
I just f**ing dipped don't play with the [?]
I'm just in this b**h to make me some millions
f** the middle man we made us a k**ing
Spilling liquor got a stain on my linen
We give no f**s about the way that you feeling
We the ones that got it popping n***a
We go hard like ain't no options n***a
Can't stop these choppers, get to chopping n***as
f** the way you feeling
We the ones that putting on
Put on, put on, put on [x2]
We the ones that putting on
We the ones that putting on
I put a hundred in her thong
She let me f** cause I'm a rapper
Send her back home with no make up on
This game turned my heart to an icebox
I used to wear Reeboks and [?]
I still bump OutKast on my iPod
When she throw that a** back I'm like "My god"
I told that lil' b**h I got money to make
How can I stomach the hate?
f** around get a gun in your face
Don't f** up your day and get punched in the face
I walk in this b**h like I'm running the place
b**h we still movin' you run in the place
Kick down the door when we run through to say
"I'm friends with the plug, I can front you the base"
This sound like that dope in your veins
Young n***a I notice your pain
Days with no money had drove us insane
Did so much d** I got holes in my brain
Far from my circle we know you a lame
We go so hard when we go in the paint
This that new crack but the stove look the same
Slow Motion 2 put your nose in this 'cain
We the ones that got it popping n***a
We go hard like ain't no options n***a
Can't stop these choppers, get to chopping n***as
f** the way you feeling
We the ones that putting on
Put on, put on, put on [x2]
We the ones that putting on