I go to sleep wide awake and I wake up tired You n***as go to sleep as rappers and wake up fired If this is the first thing you hearing that makes you already late This is perfect, I start with all things I hate, lot like this I hate people that follow trends and wear the same fashion I don't like people that hear whack music and say it's cla**ic I hate when people bring up, teach me how to jerk 'Cause now my lyrics merk and they just salty I'm amazing at it Bring it back, it's time for me to address stress over these n***as I'm having a hard time getting impressed over these n***as I think that you're gonna hear this and think that it's a negative song When you should just change and prove my negative's wrong Moving on, I hate people that don't rep their home town in fear of being lame Y'all said it, I hate people that don't rep their home town in fear of being lame The game don't change 'cause it's like so many people try to be whole in fear of being dame As these new boys wings get clipped by the new young guns of the game sponsored links So don't crisscross my words, n***a, you don't hear this from California So I just we're just outcasts, now can you smell the stink on you? What the f** is up? These n***as f**ing nuts off of that endo, not even a little n***a, this is the intro and your problems are stronger than your legs And you can't run very far so grab your sins and your friends and come as you are Heavenly Father, please keep Satan far from my path And keep these fake frauds and trifling broads away from my stash They say when you give, don't give to receive and give what you feel So if I'm gonna give y'all anything, I'm gonna give y'all everything Now close your eyes and picture this crib with no gra** in the front With a Ford Taurus in the driveway with no gas' All the way to school momma asking if I'mma pas or gonna flunk 'Cause I sit in cla** writing raps all day 'cause I got the pa**ion to stunt But I didn't need no cla** to pa** 'cause I know the math Used to rock my ' inside out just to show the town Southern California where them light skin b**hes know they bad From the area where n***as love their mommas but don't know they dance But momma raised me well, all by herself Even though we used to bump heads, I be pissed off on that bunk bed Slamming doors, talking slick, acting like I'm running sh** Party jumping on the weekend but I'm stuck on punishment Get fed up and I move out, her pride high, she let me go So work with H Team, my big homie, he help me go Told me get to the music, be careful who you trust Two things you better not ever give that's up or a f**, n***a, what So I teamed up with Aqua, seen the top we made, the plot to take the spot Like f**ing not, we kicking doors and breaking locks Deep lockdown, Pete got so many styles, kissing b**hes that look like Jada Pinkett She Gucci wow, wow, now Since we made it, jerk it, it's on the world, we repped in like white boy sign They can't rap, it's all these discussions, hoe you mean to tell me Since we dance our music ain't bumpy? 'Cause please, let's not forget, 2Pac was on stage humpty humping Back up dancing like 'when in fact he was good at singing that Just to say your judgment ain't best, just shooting gap I pray to Christ and wish my haters confusion, I eat nine on nine, forever lost in the music Come as you are