Uh...its shout out to ramaj boy You feeling my vibe Shout to my manager Boy... And its a dealership They be dealing sh** Lifes like hot poatato' We always throw the blame around Uh and im cold like a refrigerrator Motherf**ers can't fester me I dont know my haters I got that look in my eye Like im micheal And im bout to fly to the rim Cause he's my biggest idle I think a lot bout where ill be in 5 years time Work hard think fast and keep in line If you get locked up then just do your time And turn life around like you flipping pancakes And that will probablly be your job When you fall out of prison But be proud of yourself it's enough to live on You come a long,long way no need to skism I was blessed to rap thats why I keep to the rythm Mama said belive and so I did and know I k** em' With my lyrical hypnosis and my rolex on the side Wolfgang fan still there's no need to hide All these rappers like 2Pac still had there idles Who do you look up to? Im sure it's not me Cause I ain't a bragger like rick ross Im drawing crouds to my shows but that dont mean im a boss(yet) Still I just sit down and focus I swarm this track like a group of locusts And my similes and metaphors are more absorbing than a sponge Samurai style get that heat like miami lunged At there title its vital that u keep with it I dont play baseball but yall know ill hit it