[Verse]
Tell em f** it I'm goin in
It's Madison and Weebo again
If you lookin for my weakness, it don't exist
And f** a throne, holy sh**
Look at how much dope I flipped
Still playin wit digi's
Weighing up 8ths of the Icky
b**h I stay busy
Haters can't keep up wit me
Bout to sign me some artists
I got 1 we was talkin
And if the contract go thru
It gon be problem
I mean I feel like hip hop a mockery now
That's why Six South stay puttin the hottest sh** out
Some came, some left
But honestly now
I'm glad the weak links
Dissolved themselves out
& I be goin in on whatever
Attitude like my slippers was leather, You feel me?
Coughing up a lung
Tossing up the funds
To make the hottest record label heard by anyone
Six South Records
That right there forever
I do it for the people
You all just make me better
Never was content with
Sittin at a red light
That's why I'm on the go
You see me goin ham right?
If hard work pays off
I must've got laid off
Cause all these bootleggers just taking me straight off
YouTube and sh**
And it's cool for a bit
But when your digging into mine
Then the tool get a grip
I don't know, I been watchin' too much movies & sh**
Feelin' like Bishop, I mean, Juice was the sh**
So I just sit back, count paper, sip brews, hit a spliff
And say f** anyone who ain't cool wit the six